I don’t think much is certain about Saint Valentine, but my favourite story about him is that he passed notes to the jailor’s daughter. Either way, he got his head chopped off. Have you ever fallen improbably in love?
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I met Pound on the bench where I eat lunch, on the plaza that connects my office tower to three others. Nothing on that plaza is accidental other than my encounter with Pound. Pound wore a hoodie that day. No one wears a hoodie in the telecom district–no one who eats lunch on the plaza. [...]
Have you ever caught yourself staring at someone? Is it a person you later approached? Which was better, the anticipation, or the resolution?
We get most things wrong, and when we try to rationalize them, at best we’re guessing. What mistake of yours made you the happiest?
This is the third in a series of three images beginning at: http://secretvespers.com/2009/11/06/perfumed-bird-at-100/. Have you ever forgotten yourself in love?
This is the second in a series of three images beginning at: http://secretvespers.com/2009/11/06/perfumed-bird-at-100/. Creatures that do not reproduce might as well live forever; what do you make of the connection between love and death?
This is the first in a series of three images, each of the same origami dove, at increasing contrast. Have you ever seen a dog roll around in something dead? It turns out that that smell, as disgusting as it is, is also fascinating.
For just this night, I want us to forget the facts we know. I want the clock to stretch twelve midnight to thirteen, the wind to blow from a direction our compass and our plumb line cannot find. Halloween was delivered to us, a relic in a box of ash. We burned the witches to [...]