CONGRATULATIONS KYLE AND JENNIFER!!


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via karen meisner of strange horizons:

Tilda Swinton, from her second State of Cinema address, San Francisco, 2006:
Can I be alone in my longing for inarticulacy - for a cinema that refuses to join all the dots? For an a-rhythm in gesture, for a dissonance in shape? For the context of a cinematic frame, a frame that - in the end - only cinema can ( Read more... )

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Say a division runs at four tenths of a second, the time it requires for you to close your eyes and hear your lover exhale. Let's say that this division represents dimensions, the round average of the sound of a drop of rain hitting a lake as smooth as a licked ice-cream cone, the impact circle in the centre reminiscent of old fashioned glass. On ( Read more... )

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I am reincarnated again. I am a lost love repeatedly, a concubine clean, a dead child who didn't waste her life through her veins. Fate tells me like a skein of sparkling thread, but I am bound tighter than any trinket, harder than any stone. This is Merlin's tree and an offer of freedom. He takes the Crows commission and takes it for his own, ( Read more... )

She holds her tongue between her teeth. Her fingers will speak for her. Keys depressed to send sooty desire in his general direction. It's been a hard and dangerous hiatus of communication. He gets lost easily, it's only a tenuous thread what binds him, what reels him in. An invisible hair that must be wound and wound again, tightly, lest he escape ( Read more... )