The World Made Up for Us

The brides have passed all of the sentence tests that Polyhymnia wanted. She asked them to teach us how the earth became a sullen crib. She thought the brides should sing of nightmares and miracles, not freedoms. If we have come to know our strengths, she said, then perhaps we have come to love ourContinue reading “The World Made Up for Us”

One of the Persimmons

If you will forgive me, sir… I ate one the persimmons. There were six, but one was bruised and I knew you wanted the picture to be a balance of brush strokes and paint and persimmon. Like Mu Qi. I know you think perfection is an illusion found in art alone, but… It could haveContinue reading “One of the Persimmons”

One of the Persimmon

Most noble patron, you’ll have to forgive me for I ate one the persimmons. There were six, but one was a little bruised and I knew you wanted the picture to be perfect, a sort of balance of brush strokes and paint and persimmon, like that famous painting by Mu Qi, and I know youContinue reading “One of the Persimmon”