The bones of those who did not want strong enough
are the foundation of our level playing field.
Yet survivors are not reckless.
There are only survivors.
Ours is a lineage of survivors.
Convenient Store This one here is a microwave world, we are sheltering our love from love. I sit down in a convenient store. I drink a cup of coffee. I look at the plastic bottles with pink lids standing on the shelves like proud flamingos. They are indestructible promises of freedom, their feet ringed with …
I friended you, you didn’t friend me back,
which left me feeling powerless indeed:
despite my wounded longing to attack,
the software wouldn’t mark you “enemied.”
And so, of course, I had to move offline
to properly avenge your cyber-slap—
with help from this devoted blade of mine.
There’s nothing like an old-school killer app. – Melissa Balmain
Begin with breathing, as usual. Today we think about beauty. Let us be aware of all the preconceptions and just look at them in our mind. Symmetrical patterns. Some sort of similarity with things we expect to give us pleasure. An evolutionary side effect like a peacock feathers that for the female peacock are not …
yesterday the street I live in became new to me I saw blushing windows in its bend and wound-up cars following the curvature the signs on the rooftops read names I had not noticed before behind a rusty gate the glimpse of an overgrown trellis the scent of blossom rushing in from another season in …
website of Poetry International. So Little Depends you prefer the corner, the hidden place the foliage, the shadow, the room, this sack of wheat: textual gold spread out on the old secretaire of the real outside the blaze of the wood the quick glazing of the fields here inside, less leeway – another panorama: simply …
Nina Ian Bourgeot.
Connect my head to your terminal with a fiber optic cable I’ll waive my right to an eternity of not-me Have you noticed I am blushing? What can you infer from that? That I am excited, good. So you know everything about me. How, like most people, I doubly failed at Oedipus How I enjoy …
Close your eyes. Breathe calmly. You sit here alone, master of your own thoughts. Imagine I am talking to you. I want to know what friendship means. Quickly, construct a differentiation. Which opposite op ‘friend’ have you found? Mere acquaintance? Or: enemy? But what can we say about a thing of which we cannot determine the …
Mark likes to play computer games. In real life he fixes televisions. There are solder spots on his hands, when he sends his armies to the front lines. Paul, who measures buildings before they are inhabited, enjoys spinning a lifetime of infinities in his mind. Oscar, the media guy, prefers sitting in the sun. Justine …
I still piss a powerful stream the color of the sun
a sizzling fountain that sounds like spring
has arrived in my toilet bowl. bowl! bowl!
Today’s hype is Big Data. As with other hypes, such as ‘sharing economy’, ‘cloud’, ‘blockchain’, the hype is simultaneously promoted as a commercial instrument that is indispensable for companies and as a pervasive phenomenon that redefines the fabric of society. Every big corporation sits on a heap of big data about their customers. Statistical analysis …