Cesaria Evora

The world-soul sings through Cesaria Evora, like it sang through Billie Holiday.

Snow White and the Seven Jesuses

This looks like a story about Mary Magdalen. I mean, that would
make sense, wouldn't it?

But it's really an interview with the psychiatric nurse in charge
of the Jesus Ward in a vast asylum.

Is this a difficult assignment for you, Nurse White?

"Not really. Most of the time they just float around the ceiling,
performing miracles-at-a-distance and referring to
themselves as the luckiest seven Jesuses in the world."

How many Jesuses do they think there are, all together?

"Eight."

And why do these seven feel so lucky?

"Because they weren't crucified!"

Sunrise - Century City - October 9, 2013

 

Hex

What I want is love and a hundred sexes!

Will you be my blood-angel?
Will you be my witch?
Will you be my witch for a hundred sexes?

Snejana Onopka

So you're sitting around in some swanky café in Kiev (where they still let you
smoke in cafes) and Snejana Onopka sits down at your table and gives you that look.

You may be gay, you may be straight, you may be super-cali-fetishistic-XP-alidocious...

You may be male or female, you may be a dog or a cat, you may be the skeleton of a
long-forgotten pirate accidentally re-animated by some comical deity...

But whoever/whatever you are...

You melt into the moment.
 
 

Nine Nakednesses

I saw nine nakednesses on my way to Paradise
and for all I know there may be a
new and different nakedness in every atom.

I saw

so much shining

that after the first
nine nakednesses, I was as blind as Moses.
 
 

Translation

This is a poem that translates into darkness.

Get down on your knees!
Give away all your money!
Forget about art!

My friends!

Are you
more like a tweet, or more like the
heat of a thousand suns?

Are you the golem in my genome?
Are you daughters of art?
Are you money?

My darlings!

Ring every alarm!
Hock your bling! Hock your bong! Hock your karma!
Get down on your knees!

Give away all your money!