Apr 20, 2015 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
Once I had the suit on, I ordered the haptic chair to extend. Then I paused and spent a moment staring at my immersion rig. I’d been so proud of all this high-tech hardware when I’d first purchased it. But over the past few months I’d come to see my rig for what it...
Apr 5, 2015 | Lies, Truth & Lies |
For the last few weeks now, St. Flip of Lawndale, for whom Jesus Christ was not only personal saviour but surfing consultant as well, who rode an old-school redwood plant running just under ten feet with an inlaid mother-of-pearl cross on top and two plastic skegs of...
Mar 14, 2015 | Truth, Truth & Lies |
Is it a house or a home? A temple to the new India, or a warehouse for its ghosts? Ever since Antilla arrived on Altamont Road in Mumbai, exuding mystery and quiet menace, things have not been the same. “Here we are,” the friend who took me there said, “Pay your...
Mar 5, 2015 | Truth, Truth & Lies |
One evening, three soldiers went to the family’s hut and told her parents they needed Davi and another friend to go with them. They said they needed the girls to help them pick corn for a special event. Davi’s mother cried and wrapped her arms around her...
Mar 1, 2015 | Featured, Lies, Truth & Lies |
The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they did too. Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of...
Feb 14, 2015 | Featured, Lies, Poetry, Truth & Lies |
anyone lived in a pretty how town (with up so floating many bells down) spring summer autumn winter he sang his didn’t he danced his did. Women and men (both little and small) cared for anyone not at all they sowed their isn’t they reaped their same sun moon stars...