BACK TO THE FUTURE IV by Samuel Beckett

FADE IN: SUBURBAN CALIFORNIA GARAGE. DOC sits on the front hood of a DeLorean. A box of plutonium is to the right of the car. DOC Damn, where’s that kid? (stands up and paces, looks at his watch) Damn, where’s that kid? MARTY enters. MARTY Hey, Doc. DOC Marty, there […]

Festival of Colors

4:50- I had a harder time than you might think dressing all in one color. I have a purplish lace dress with a black lining. The directions said: wear all one color, not black or white. I have a lot of black, and wearing all grey seemed so lame. But I have bought my balloons, […]

Coffees of the Western Hemisphere

The coffee of at the gas station I’m the afternoon driver, half ‘n’ half not flavored please, as long as it’s liquid, styrofoam cup, $1.99. The coffee that is a trick: at home, 7 pm, who needs it, but to write, I have coffee. The coffee after dinner everyone was served at once, under stainless […]

Looks

Here I am at the Met. Here I am in my new dress. Yes, that is me. Look, look. The feminist and the philosopher in me are fretful, though, about me putting my own picture out, “posting” it is the verb, like soldiers are posted somewhere. Do people now know that I care about how I […]