Single OccupancyThe first Boog City e-book, Single Occupancy, is a series of 126 units, ink on paper, text by Lewis Warsh, drawings by Archie Rand, 19 x 16 inches, each...
Conjuror Last night I dreamed I hurled a ball of gas down a lengthy funnel into the center of the earth where it exploded in flames. The Ruined Millionaire The...
And in AnticipationRabbit burrows deeperinto the nest: well-prepared (always has been has always hadto be taught from a young agesince the violence of lawnmower bladesoverhead in infancy teaches anyone that if you want...
Time is the solution in which the livingand the dead confer—there’s no other place for usor them and there’s no other place to be(except where we are), putting our feet...
A stone falls and the expedient path is blocked. We hide in the bushes because we are frightened of being attacked from behind, from the boat we are lifting our...
There is a moment of separation between two things, & one of them is living. A moth is living, is still alive. And all this is happening on the other side of the...
A yellow light shines in the windowOf the church—someone’s working late—andA blue sky fills the space behind the spireAt 6 P.M. A calm receptionist sitsBehind her desk, a hostess in...
I slipped away at the first light Of dawn and slept on the ground, a stone For a pillow. It’s possible to travel (In your head) from the Belle Epoque...
The fantasy that gathers no moss— the feelings that accompany you night and day, and into the evening when the light changes and that sinking feeling I feel is like...
Death Becomes Glad Habitsby Damian Weber"Love Is What You Do"—This song drifts in on the air, and the vocals ride a high current in the jet stream in order to...