Reflections

  • The Emperor of Ice Cream

    The Emperor of Ice Cream Steven WallaceCall the roller of big cigars,The muscular one, and bid him whipIn kitchen cups concupiscent curds.Let the wenches dawdle in such dressAs they are used to wear, and let the boysBring flowers in last month’s newspapers.Let be be finale of seem.The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.Take from Continue reading

  • Aphorisms on a Study of Shadows and Dreams

    I Somewhere, someone dreams of me. The sand repeats other sand, the mirror other mirrors. I am an abstraction among abstractions, a dream among other dreams–an emptiness that echoes the voluptuness of nothing. II Shadow, sun, object, people, moon. The sun produces a shadow. A shadow assumes an object. And an object, a shadow. Each Continue reading

  • Irregularity

    In pensive or negligent mood, I long for a sense of direction of the future; nothing vividly outlined but a sketch of the perceivable. In fact, I would perish any thoughts deemed as the former because that to me, seems like a conditioned nature of life. Rather, a concoction of irregularity and regularity would favor Continue reading

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