Everyone is walking away from the mountain you see in the distance, towards the shops at the other end of the street. In the procession of people we tend not to notice the gaps. Once, the dead had their own walkways, but the city removed them because they never saw any in use. When I was nine I caught a lizard by its tail, and what I felt—immediately after flesh ripped—were the spasms of a muscle acting on pure sensation. Performance, beside this, can only aspire to absolute stillness.
She just stands there while two halves writhe, right arm raised in portent of the cuts separating each of us from one another.
by DD Porush
I don’t know if I have enough resolve to stick to a resolution. Perhaps my lack of persistence should be chalked up to sheer laziness or being a person of perpetual routine. Maybe I just don’t have enough money to enact the plan I want for my new year. Regardless, I can never…
Solid Life Choices: A Questionably Solid Weekly Advice Column, Part 2by DD Porush
I opt out of the holidays. If for no other reason than “I’m Jewish.” Or, “I just can’t.” The real truth is, “It’s really hard”. Holidays make us confront a lot of psychic garbage we should…
By DD Porush
Astrology has everything to do with everything. If you don’t believe in Astrology, you should probably stop read everything I’ve written. I am not an expert in Astrology, but I am a believer. I am the girl at the party wearing too much eyeliner, hoarding a bottle of wine…
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