Cryptomnesia

I wanted that girl more than I ever wanted anything. And I don’t mean I just wanted her body. That comes later in life. I wanted to love her and tousle her her and all the other, better things we want before the time comes when we know that however much we want them, we’re not going to get them.

— Robert Aickman

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Lynn Hillman

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Happy Thanksgiving!

SCHOOTEN, Floris Gerritsz. van
Larder Still-Life
1621
Oil on canvas, 109 x 162 cm
Private collection

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A Wet Day 6

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Popular Culture

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Radiant Dawn

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Judith with the Head of Holofernes

c. 1616

RUBENS, Pieter Pauwel

(b. 1577, Siegen, d. 1640, Antwerpen)

Oil on canvas, 120 x 111 cm
Herzog Ulrich Anton-Museum, Braunschweig

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Marnie

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This just republished by the fantastic publishers Stark House Press!

The so-called Beat Generation was a whole bunch of people, of all different nationalities, who came to the conclusion that society sucked.

— Amiri Baraka

Beat means to have all the blather knocked out of you by experience, suddenly seeing things as they are. Beat doesn’t mean a broken spirit, on the contrary, it’s scourged of external blather!

— Gregory Corso

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Hieros Gamos

In Amen Court

The dark arches

The water gate

The tomb of Eleanor of Castille

All Hallows shadowing

A wet day lying

On the Thames embankment

I ain’t asking shit of

The fixed standard

The plain of high heaven

Or the world across the river

Festering with harlots

Singing girls and

Impious maidens

Little boys peeping

From plate glass patios

Gallows meat products

Bad households infested

With cranky Asian girlfriends

Christian mingle partners

And Inferior Products, Inc.

Emergency scene ahead

An approaching

Anthropomorphic being

A colossal personification

Crazy for kicks with a prying

Gleam of kindred unruliness

The stillness and the unity

The thing that burns

Through the bullshit

Deliciously formed

She just oozes it

Rich-haired-deep-bosomed

Isolating variable ecstasies

Even at this distance

What was said

What was shown

What was done

The ancient chthonic spirit

Of a deity unveiled

An immanent sacrality conferred

Flexing when amber with

Amazement it’s like day one

Enchantment discovery recognition

Dependent on her pleasure

For my place at the table

Fought for tongue and groove

Enzymes and games at

Opposite ends of female

Sexual aberration

A loss of consortium

This patient will most likely

Have to be subdued

Brought in dead

My tuxedo in the toilet

And my shoes in the sink

Being alive is called looking

It’s kind of a horror story

But you get used to it

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