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Keith

I consider it a good day if you find yourself in a torn Army green t-shirt, using a badly notched machete to split open a coconut and hand half of it to the scantily clad woman sitting on the beach next to you as you stare out at the waves and listen intently for the sound of war drums drifting from the dense foliage of the jungle behind you.

The Two Naomis

The second half of the third season (TV seasons are weird these days) of The Expanse, which wrapped in late June (thanks, Amazon, for making sure it was a season finale instead of a series finale), begins with a seemingly innocuous detail about one of its characters. It’s […]

We Travel the Spaceways

My first exposure to Sun Ra was thanks to a friend who ran a punk rock record shop but liked to dabble in the experimental. He had a bootleg VHS of a film called Space is the Place, a strange amalgamation of blaxploitation, surreal Jodorowsky-esque journey, and concert […]

Will I Dream?

September 2017. Socorro County, New Mexico — It moved slowly, with a grinding of motors and gears, its focus drifting across a brilliant blue September sky. It took several minutes, and I stood transfixed by something that must, to so many, seem so mundane. When it finally clicked […]

The Minty Allure of Glue Sticks

I’ve been thinking about zines lately, even though the outlets (at least the ones convenient to me) for them have almost entirely dried up. My writing career, such as it is, started with a zine, back in 1988. I can’t remember what it was that ignited the spark. […]

Keep Watching the Skies

Late Spring 1978, Clarksville Drive-In, Indiana — The car bounced to a halt on the uneven ground, some concoction between gravel and grass. I clamored out of the back seat and onto the hood, where I would remained perched for the next couple of hours in brazen defiance […]