(Some of us) Still run down the same [mental&emotional] streets we revered/reproached/replaced as children.

The interface of contrary realities is torn. Passion and fear of unbelievable strength are connectin...

An anthology of one-minute films created by 51 international filmmakers on the theme of the death of...

A take it or leave it auteur-experimental fiction exercise: two women are monitoring their dreams, d...

August 2019. Frank recognizes his own story of twenty years ago in a recently published book. He rem...

Locked away but not away; somewhere nearby but unreachable, a periphery so notfaroff it's always in ...

Return to 'burn' only to find out you're already in that urn.

Italian immigrant kidnaps a wealthy British woman, and they fall in love.

The final 17 years of American singer and musician Karen Carpenter, performed almost entirely by mod...

I really hope this is well-received. I really hope there's some sort of reprieve.

On the Clickity-clack Express it's clear I'm always under duress, unless I forget.

Shadows frighten what one oughtn't be gripping (that thing before/hind you).

This cacophony runs over me, over everything I see, everything I want to see: it's me.

Lacking a formal narrative, Warhol's mammoth film follows various residents of the Chelsea Hotel in ...

Pounding backbeats beaten by [(Don't Get)] warm[welcomes]th.

Strings together what's strung together (please use yr tether).

Your raging romp results only in rescinded regret @ the hands of radder cadets.

Rosso Fiorentino's painting "The Deposition of the Cross" comes to life. The Christ is gradually rem...

Hiding inside&out, writhing about, taken out&in.

Radical recurrences & rancorous requests raze my daze.

Onward, upward, greener [redder] grasstures.