Outcome We see every outline as them And yet they are not we veiled By this event not desiring To be gathered again By some historical opera...

Home Is For Miles Those buildings so painfully foreign Of your life scarred and grown Inwardly recalling them in pieces I became afraid At a...

For Harun Farocki I. If a tree falls and the only witness is the image of the tree… If the image itself is rootless where fantasy doubles an...

This little book, a book without a title and comprised “merely” of 30 digital reproductions of Polaroid photographs taken of table settings,...

“A divergence without combat, or a peace with neither conquered or conquerors.” --Emmanuel Levinas *Peace On A* series presents Alan Gilber...

Restore form for the undead hover craft Light is a fullness of exposure Photography ensures a future for these words names Remain in light d...

to Gordon Hadfield TO H OVER F OUR CORNERS CAP A PAST OF HOUSING SPL AY SP Y THE D I FFERENCE DW...

Towards Exterior: on a photo-document of Gordon Matta-Clark’s *Splitting* In the late 60’s and early 70’s, Chilean-American visual artist, G...

“Cocoon above! Cocoon below!” --Emily Dickinson A place for perforation The spirit-skin Because it is dark We can only pretend Where hands e...

"Instinct intent on its own preservation does not touch, because it does not encroach on cinders that replace distance but affect no sp...

for Stephen Ratcliffe Grey-green room into One thought out the other Remarks on color music A skeptic’s ear can only render Belief for the e...

I had to have totality night and day – Louise Nevelson There will be no cover not the night not even with night – John Taggart Other means a...

The Eternal Return is merely the mode of its development. The feeling of vertigo results from the *once-and-for-all* in which the subject is...

*Look in your own ear and read.* --Louis Zukofsky An island Has a public quality. --George Oppen Why is you at my house? --Gregg Biglieri To...

after Gregg Biglieri’s *Sleepy With Democracy* and Guy Ben-Ner's *Berkeley’s Island* This island called nations Abounds In holes The ecs...

Connect a line from "A" to a line from "B" A. What you see What you hear What you touch What you feel What you smell Wha...

Body stratum spill Guts spill wine mud pigs tits Head will feed on hell The acephalic the void The fire will be fed Endlessly on this blurre...

I write this very decidedly out of despair over my body and over a future with a body. When despair shows itself so definitely, it is so tie...

It is circa 1974-76. Birth of Hip-Hop in South Bronx, NY. Young Blacks, Whites and Latinos are taking their parents’ Soul & Disco record...