INTERVIEWS AND SUCH
Adam Resurrected: Decades after he survived the Holocaust by becoming a pet “dog” to a brutal concentration camp commandant (Willem Dafoe), Jewish circus entertainer Adam Stein (Jeff Goldblum) finds himself confined to an Israeli mental institution.
Light Sleeper: Willem Dafoe stars as John LeTour, a cocaine dealer who loses his job when his boss (Susan Sarandon) decides to give up the drug business to open a cosmetics company.
If what matters most is how well I walk through the fire, then I’m a blue hot ember better than ever. I’m an infinite wick. I showered in flames and sucked them inside, and now I feel all fueled up. It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, and baby’s feeling good.
After a colorful evening, I woke up from only two hours of sleep, still drunk, still core alit with primal rage, so I went to the gym and hit the punching bag until i vomited blood. Things have never at the same time felt so real and so not.
Byrne v. Fischer, 1963
Chen Yibing’s Gold @ Beijing, 2008
historical chess matches
men’s gymnastics: rings
hamburger experiments
this
Yes I’m paranoid—but am I paranoid enough?
I’m sitting in the back yard, drinking white wine that’s too sweet in a surprisingly good way, eating shrimp rich with the fresh musk of sea, finishing-ish my post for The Paris Review. Kylie’s in the garden clipping and preparing the hydrangeas for their new lives inside the house, vibrant cotton-candy-blue orbs martyred for the beautifying of our domesticity. The mussels and clams go on the stove in an hour. The descending sun’s light is sleepily shattered by tree branches. I briefly run away from a bee, then accept its treaty. A white spider climbs up the air and into one the flowers Kylie’s placed at the table. I’m jealous of its eight-eyed perspective (as if things could get any more kaleidoscopic) and access to maybe the best place to build a hammock. I never want to wear shoes again, and when the sun suddenly blinds me I don’t so much mind.
Elliott for the third issue of Line-A Journal