Drone vs Drone
Pessoa wrote that he was never truly himself, only a scattered multiplicity. I am one entity containing thousands of previous engagements I never personally survived.
fiction
We'll Play Through The Air Raid Sirens (Anthem 1962)
Linda comes in. Her dad left for Homestead this morning. National Guard. She doesn't mention it. Picks up her guitar and starts playing. Not the Staple Singers song we've been working on. Something else. Faster.
Briggs Land: False Flag
First issue of what would have been Vol. 3
Enthrallment (start here)
A long short story for paid subscribers
Bomb Girl
Fiction fragment
Downtown Beirut #12 - Finale
"That's the thing," Animal says, "they always leave. If you remember that, it'll go a little easier next time."
Downtown Beirut #11
"Stories become real when enough people believe them."