the moonlight suits you

part one: About wielding power: it’s not like it’s not commonplace. We are so surrounded by illusion that it becomes hyper real. I have semiotician friends, postmodern lovers. I can draw the bowl of fruit, I can write about it, I can smell it if I try, but I don’t think I can see it….

goodbye to all that.

I’m currently reading Joan Didion’s Slouching Towards Bethlehem. “I went to San Francisco because I had not been able to work in some months, had been paralyzed by the conviction that writing was an irrelevant act, that the world as I had understood it no longer existed. If I was to work again at all,…