In an unorthodox interview with TV writer and producer Mark Magill, novelist and feminist critic Kathy Acker talks about marriage, sex, God, the Thirteenth Amendment, and baseball.
James “Son” Thomas is a sculptor and a Blues singer and guitarist living in Leland, Mississippi.
Mark Pauline and Survival Research Laboratories are leading exponents of machine performance.
David Seidner describes the spatially-aware sculptures of Jene Highstein as “awesome yet inviting somehow: shapes that beckon to caress, that speak of intimacy, be they the size of a fist, or a ten ton piece of polished black granite.”
This started out to be an essay on songwriting.
Julie lost her mind one day …
For me there is fear on St. Patrick’s Day.
The film, in Technicolor, begins on a desert island somewhere in the Himalayas. Overtones of Shangri-La and ominous electronic music over credits.
The daughter of Fu Manchu laid her hand on mine.
WOMAN: Pimping! Oh my dear God in heaven! What a sleazy, slimy, despicable profession.
Xochitl the Ele-na crushed the hapless captured Golubyavan’s skull between his pincers. The crown popped open and the much beloved green slime bubbled out.
He had been waiting in the doctor’s office for so long he had begun to forget his symptoms.
There is nothing to fear but fear itself Emily mused as she put on her clothes.
Barbed wire was invented by a french nun from a convent which supported its devotions and good works by the sale of lovingly made cheese made
People expect the clone and I to display contiguous memories.
Tracy Lusk, 40, is speaking to her son, Bradley Aaron, 17, in a dark musky living room.
“Smidge, your father’d kill me if he knew I was buying you that cologne for $27.00. Why, I returned the bottle he gave me for Christmas, and it was only $17.00.”
In the early Summer of 1947 I decided to take a long bus trip down South from New York to New Orleans passing through scores of small Southern Towns and Confederate wayfares.
