SEX, and CUNT

Approaching this Roosevelt Island staircase today, from the west, all I saw were the words SEX and...

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181 Everywhere

One photo accumulation I started but lost track of involved sightings of my magic number, 181. PO...

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Sylvia Plath’s “Pulitizer”

I forgot about this. My copy of Sylvia Plath’s Collected Poems has a big, fat spelling error on the cover. Oof. Last read: “In Plaster”. Or rather: “In Plastizer”.

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Unrecognizable

I got hung up on taking pictures of myself in mirrors and reflective surfaces around this city...

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Missing Masklessness

I don’t get nostalgic, at least I don’t think I do. But for some reason this video, from 9 years ago, makes me realize how much I miss masklessness. I never would have thought I’d get sentimental for seeing people yawning, or...

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Nuvole Bianche, by Ludovico Einaudi

Nuvole Bianche, by Ludovico Einaudi Trying out these post formats in the Extra WordPress Theme. Also rekindling my debate-with-self about whather Einaudi is classical or new age or something altogether different....

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Screenshots

I had to clear space on my phone, and wound up deleting, among other things, a bunch of screenshots I made last year and the year before. I can find sadness in all things, even the best, most inspiring news. But some of these...

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Mirror Mirror

Found a mirror which reflects me as I see myself: A visual rendition of an HTTP 500 Internal Server Error.

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Boogie Woogie Rapes the Brain

I’ve read that nothing compares to being in the same room as the piano through which Conlon Nancarrow’s rolls roll. Through LP, CD, video, all you get are the notes. You don’t get the vibration of the piano,...

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Maps Maps Maps

I used to have a maps subdomain at sorabji.com, where I posted clickable maps of my travels. I...

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Cocoon of Personal Space

I experienced a couple of unnerving incidents the past few days. Yesterday, on 5th Avenue around 50th Street, with sidewalks still relatively sparsely populated compared to pre-pandemic days, a thin, derelict-looking woman...

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Dislocation

I have not remembered much of my dreams lately. It’s been months since I added anything to...

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Watched Some Porn Today

I watched porn today. First time in weeks, maybe even months. I usually start with cocksucking and facial cumshots, deep throating a special bonus. The latter stirs something deep inside me, seeing the full length of a cock all...

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From an E-Mail to an Online Lover: DEEP CLEANING

Dearest E.: I keep my quarters feeling lived-in more than spotless. Which is to say: Spotful. I rarely vacuum, and entropically welcome the encroaching accumulation of dust and detritus as strataesque evidence of my existence,...

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My Drunk Face

I have enough of these that I could do a compilation, a documentation of the evolution, though...

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Filtered Faces

Rummaging, again, through my oceans of scans, photos, and other digital detritus, when I found...

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America.

I spotted this sign-bearing individual outside the Trump Tower today, scene of a rally in which a...

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Radishes Redux

Exactly ten years ago today I took this picture of some radishes. Joy was felt throughout the...

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Limericks

to a fallen pretender of fame came ugly suggestions of blame a life sent to hell a knife lent to tell that the winners do not play the game control of the hovering blame is graced by a cigarette shame an empty motel a...

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A Waltz I Think I Wrote, But Not Sure

These two takes of the same short piece are from December, 2004. I find nothing else on them, but feel reasonably confident this is something I could have written. If you the composer to be someone else please let me know....

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The Road to Covid Corner

I made it out to Calvary on Sunday. Normally this would not be especially exciting or even remarkable. But Calvary has been closed to the public for about two months as the workers there handle the influx of burials from the...

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Ancora, by Ludovico Einaudi

Just messing around with this piece by a composer new to me. Ludovico Einaudi’s Ancora is an often played piece by the Italian composer. My rendering is not perfect, and the pageturns can be an irritant, but this is...

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