On the Daily
“He could tell she knew he was watching, for there was an uneasiness to her stride and to how she gripped her handbag until the taxi arrived.”
“Anyone can see I am walking in a circle.”
“The difference between the immaterial horses who have galloped through my reading and the material horses that surprise me on walks in the countryside never stops surprising me.”
“He hadn’t been sure if he was supposed to fight back or just take the beating, if he could dodge the blows or cover his face or what, but it wound up not mattering.”
“Nicolas Cage went to Las Vegas to drink himself to death in Leaving Las Vegas, Tabea Blumenschein in Ticket of No Return went to Berlin, and I went to Cannes.”
“Place a man and a woman in a train carriage together and the mind doggedly closes in—but between him and Katharine there had been something else.”
Since last summer, Falapishi has undertaken the nightly practice of waking himself with an alarm in the small hours and recording, in a bedside notebook, and with the lights still off, whatever fragments he can recall of the dream he’d been having.
“gul any flower / gul a candle’s tongue”