continuity
Perpetrators generally don’t think about what they did – not in the repetitious way a victim does. It’s something you see over time, victims get torturous playback loops sometimes the […]
thats got his own
In my dream I was late trying to get to the film centre for an interview recording, the landscape was like Italy and it was summer time. I took a […]
susan iii
Mrs. Tzavniki listened through the air vent when Susan was practicing, she loved it and thought of it as a bonus. There was a man named Misha who played guitar […]
a lesson
are you him?maybe.you look like him.then maybe i’m him.are you?does it matter?no it doesn’t matter i just wondered.ok…maybe i am.i knew it.i didn’t say anything.yeah i know.yeah? you really know?i’m […]
Margaritaville
At the corner of Bloor and Dundas West, a seventy year old musician, jean jacket, crumpled cowboy hat, strums a shiny red electric guitar with help from a battery powered […]
the portal
Daughter: Do you believe in magic? Father: Yeah look. (he puts his hand in front of her face) I just tell my finger to move and (finger moves) did you […]
deny deny deny
All week I’m reading The Unwomanly Face of War by Svetlana Alexievitch, verbatim interviews from zillions of Russian women about what they did in World War Two, it’s hard to […]
where is dave owen?
I’m starting to think I had it all wrong and life isn’t just about Little Walter and Sonny Terry. Fortunately through older brotherness, my childhood also featured Howlin’ Wolf, but […]
that time I applied for a grant for the messiah.
By the time I recorded her the second time, her life dramatically changed. Marriage ended, one daughter died in a car accident and life was on the street. Now in […]
listening to the snow
I hate the volume from so many cars and trucks on the street, so the park rules my heart of walking. I like listening to the emptiness. Sometimes, despite best […]