“How he got in my pajamas I’ll never know.” Salvador Dali loved the Marx Brothers. Dali wrote an outline for a surrealist film he hoped they might star in. In Groucho, Stefan Kanfer reports that the outline went like this: “Groucho lets go of the arm and the scissors. They go down to the street […]
Read More Of the Available MoustachesToday is the feast of St. George. I was, and am, a dragon. My elementary school mascot was a dragon, and I was born in the year of the dragon. I learned I was a dragon, in the latter sense, by reading a red Chinese food menu with gold drawings of animals, eating in a restaurant […]
Read More Dragons“Melting is a common end-of-life scenario for many snowmen.” We used to go to the occult section at the bookstore and look at the decks. My standard for a “good” deck was that it was pretty. They keep tarot cards locked up in cases in bookstores. I guess people will steal them. Or steal cards, […]
Read More ProdigalThe pieces hang in museums and galleries like stars, hang there like they spontaneously appeared in their corporeal forms. I understand much better that books do not get spat out fully formed. For good or ill, I know that they come in blobs and spits and sprints and marathons. I am an enthusiastic painter and […]
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