The Pleasure of Ossified Ideas July 22, 2021July 23, 2021Leave a comment We slip our hands into the soft, white gloves, and she picks up a bundle of thoughts about love. When she places it on my open palm, I think I’m in for some old-timey folklore about romance. But no.
What’s the Future of Getting Acquainted? July 14, 2021Leave a comment So I walk over and ask if she’d like to get together sometime, to try the deliciously maddening botanicals I’ve picked out. Her eyes glint all the more beguilingly as she smiles kindly—probably to soften the blow she’s about to verbally deal, having no doubt read the increased blood flow in my facial capillaries.
Attempts at Mood Regulation July 9, 2021July 9, 2021Leave a comment Earrings here, a bird over there, clouds everywhere. So many lovely things sprinkled throughout this city, lying in wait until I’m close enough for them to effortlessly draw in and hold my gaze then attention with their visual siren songs. So I program my smartglasses to blur anything remotely pretty into sheer indiscernibility.
Without Terms of Endearment May 14, 2021July 7, 2021Leave a comment Wary of being left in the lurch when an opportunity for romance comes along, I hire a highly recommended affection coach.
The Meaning of Memory August 12, 2020August 9, 2020Leave a comment You ask me to come over for dinner this evening. Which means you want to me to take a look at the latest work you’ve done on The Lying Lesson—the memory you’ve been perfecting over the past year. It’s been several weeks since the last time, and no doubt you’ve made a number of alterations.
A Contemplative Compilation 