By: Noëlle Roger

“What does human life matter to those who dream of universal domination?”

By: Noëlle Roger

“All madmen attest to their lucidity of mind!”

By: Noëlle Roger

“This torment of not knowing, isn’t it an atrocity?”

By: Noëlle Roger

“There are so many strange things happening here…”

By: Noëlle Roger

The village was progressively disappearing, one house after another.

By: Raymond Roussel

“A device that moved back and forth constantly, he decide, ought to produce… a mosaic.”

By: Raymond Roussel

“As we neared the demoiselle, we could hear the ticking sounds it was emitting.”

By: Raymond Roussel

“Spread out, over a fairly large area, were human teeth.”

By: James Parker

“My blade is aphoristic./You will admire its wit.”

By: James Parker

“My eyes ache from seeing./My balls ache from being.”

By: James Parker

Oh in your slimy seal-womb hide me./My last earth-breath expands inside me.

By: James Parker

“And what are you worth,/old man, if you can’t rouse the earth?”

By: James Parker

“White whorls of brain-stuff, thought in leaping arcs,/empty bottles rolling in sad parks.”

By: James Parker

“Charms, curses, laments, shamanic hallucinations, creation stories, health remedies, farming tips, song-battles…”

By: James Parker

“Birds you creak, don’t speak, you grow old/in this home-destroying cold.”