Tag: paul grimsley
The Graveyard Of Incomplete Cycles
Piles of stuff rebuke me — they say hey, we are waiting for you to get to us. What am I going to do? Drop entirely the regular stuff of everyday life? Some of these things are extraordinary to the routine. Routine…
Black, Red and White
It was a film noir city, so he collected the rainwater in buckets, on the roof beside his pigeon roosts. He trained the water to imprint with the sound of those walking around. A thousand narratives winding through the crying city. White…
in the pour
am i a glass pouring nothing? am i water waiting for a glass to contain me? or does it all happen when i am drunk? i want you to eat me i will make you smaller i will make you larger we…