Category Archives: Interludes & Outtakes (words on the floor)

A bit of this, a bit of that, a bit of bite, a bit of thought. Beginnings without end, dialogue that got cut, vignettes that didn’t fit, word sketches that may or may not become something.

Flower Face Foot

for/from “Bohemian Rockstar” I never understood the appeal, point of foot fetishism until the moment that his right foot pressed against my left cheek, and oh-god, I wanted to stay in that position forever… and after he lifted it, I

Flower Face Foot

for/from “Bohemian Rockstar” I never understood the appeal, point of foot fetishism until the moment that his right foot pressed against my left cheek, and oh-god, I wanted to stay in that position forever… and after he lifted it, I

Love Bites Us

For/from “Recycle Love” (which is, like, the coolest handle ever) (you know it had to play with the vampire theme) (but I hope you like how it went a little… sideways) “Why do you think every teenage girl wants a

Love Bites Us

For/from “Recycle Love” (which is, like, the coolest handle ever) (you know it had to play with the vampire theme) (but I hope you like how it went a little… sideways) “Why do you think every teenage girl wants a

Voluptuos Amerindian Silky

For/from “roub” She described herself as an Amerindian anthropologist, and at first, I wasn’t sure if she meant that she was Amerindian or whether she studied—anthropologized? what is it that anthropologists do, exactly?—Amerindians or Amerindian culture—and then, because I started

Voluptuos Amerindian Silky

For/from “roub” She described herself as an Amerindian anthropologist, and at first, I wasn’t sure if she meant that she was Amerindian or whether she studied—anthropologized? what is it that anthropologists do, exactly?—Amerindians or Amerindian culture—and then, because I started

Hair Relic Drain

For/from Hilary (I’m sorry. I don’t know what the hell is happening with these. Also, if I pull a scrap of paper that has hair on it again next, I’m skipping it.) In the bath, I find one of your

Hair Relic Drain

For/from Hilary (I’m sorry. I don’t know what the hell is happening with these. Also, if I pull a scrap of paper that has hair on it again next, I’m skipping it.) In the bath, I find one of your

Bike Muscles Beard

From/for Bella (well, this went some weird places… sorry?) The thing I’ve always appreciated about bike couriers was the shape of their legs—especially their—no, not thighs, why did you think that?—their calves. Really, the overall effect of legs that bike

Bike Muscles Beard

From/for Bella (well, this went some weird places… sorry?) The thing I’ve always appreciated about bike couriers was the shape of their legs—especially their—no, not thighs, why did you think that?—their calves. Really, the overall effect of legs that bike

Jaw Hair Voice

For/from Nina I don’t want you to kiss my lips, my cheeks. Your lips are too soft; rose petal caresses. I want your teeth, and I don’t want them on the flesh that protects me—I want them on my jaw.

Jaw Hair Voice

For/from Nina I don’t want you to kiss my lips, my cheeks. Your lips are too soft; rose petal caresses. I want your teeth, and I don’t want them on the flesh that protects me—I want them on my jaw.

Crimson Ocean Dance

For/from Fionna I had flushed a deep, deep crimson—my cheeks and the triangle of flesh visible above my T-shirt’s V-neckline the same colour as her lipstick. I knew this because my shame was reflected in her sunglasses. “What?” she jeered.

Crimson Ocean Dance

For/from Fionna I had flushed a deep, deep crimson—my cheeks and the triangle of flesh visible above my T-shirt’s V-neckline the same colour as her lipstick. I knew this because my shame was reflected in her sunglasses. “What?” she jeered.

THREE WORDS: Pills Chips Lotion

For/from Tet I indulge in this ritual before I come see you, did you know that? Always—well, every time, so far—I don’t know if it’s something I’ll always do it. But it is the thing I do, for now. Bath,

THREE WORDS: Pills Chips Lotion

For/from Tet I indulge in this ritual before I come see you, did you know that? Always—well, every time, so far—I don’t know if it’s something I’ll always do it. But it is the thing I do, for now. Bath,

THREE WORDS: Anticipation Disappointment Hope

For/from Grazyna Anticipation is the space between our lips before we kiss—there is nothing more seductive, arousing, exciting—that moment of before, not-quite, waiting… anticipating… Anticipating, say it again, listen—the word’s rhythm is a promise of everything—everything is possible—and yet… until

THREE WORDS: Anticipation Disappointment Hope

For/from Grazyna Anticipation is the space between our lips before we kiss—there is nothing more seductive, arousing, exciting—that moment of before, not-quite, waiting… anticipating… Anticipating, say it again, listen—the word’s rhythm is a promise of everything—everything is possible—and yet… until

3 WORDS: Train Cloud Mountains

For/from Leslie “If we were going to fuck on the train,” they said, looking out of the window, not at me, “how, exactly, would we do it?” I laughed. “A terrible lack of initiative,” I told them. Staying in my

3 WORDS: Train Cloud Mountains

For/from Leslie “If we were going to fuck on the train,” they said, looking out of the window, not at me, “how, exactly, would we do it?” I laughed. “A terrible lack of initiative,” I told them. Staying in my

THREE WORDS: Collar Forgiveness Wind

From/for Lisa She turned up her fur collar up, as protection against the wind, sinking her chin and cheeks into its embrace. I smiled: her face looked like it was playing peekaboo with the world—with me. Kissed the tip of

THREE WORDS: Collar Forgiveness Wind

From/for Lisa She turned up her fur collar up, as protection against the wind, sinking her chin and cheeks into its embrace. I smiled: her face looked like it was playing peekaboo with the world—with me. Kissed the tip of

Elated Chocolate Tears

For/from Cathy “Are you sure it’s a chocolate stain?” he asked, laughing. I shuddered. He laughed again. “I guess it’s a bad idea. To have chocolate in bed while having anal sex.” “You asked me to bring it. And, you’re

Elated Chocolate Tears

For/from Cathy “Are you sure it’s a chocolate stain?” he asked, laughing. I shuddered. He laughed again. “I guess it’s a bad idea. To have chocolate in bed while having anal sex.” “You asked me to bring it. And, you’re

THREE WORDS: Crimson Brilliant Moon

From/for Nina I’ve always liked doing dishes by moonlight. I don’t turn off all the lights in the kitchen, of course, and rely just on the moon—well, that one time, but that was an unbelievable Harvest moon that gave almost

THREE WORDS: Crimson Brilliant Moon

From/for Nina I’ve always liked doing dishes by moonlight. I don’t turn off all the lights in the kitchen, of course, and rely just on the moon—well, that one time, but that was an unbelievable Harvest moon that gave almost

3 WORDS: Stoked Sunrise Ferocity

For/from Paola “You are such a buzz kill,” she said, pouting, frowning, pulling her lips into distorted shapes of anger—faked, but not. “Come on! I’m so stoked about it! Be excited for me!” “No,” I turned my back on the

3 WORDS: Stoked Sunrise Ferocity

For/from Paola “You are such a buzz kill,” she said, pouting, frowning, pulling her lips into distorted shapes of anger—faked, but not. “Come on! I’m so stoked about it! Be excited for me!” “No,” I turned my back on the

3 WORDS: Peasant Cicada Pomegranate

For/from Lara Sometimes he can’t decide if he’s a Kurdish peasant or a Shirazi sheik when he’s with me, and he shifts between the two roles-personas in the space of a sentence—or a breath—a kiss. I love the peasant as

3 WORDS: Peasant Cicada Pomegranate

For/from Lara Sometimes he can’t decide if he’s a Kurdish peasant or a Shirazi sheik when he’s with me, and he shifts between the two roles-personas in the space of a sentence—or a breath—a kiss. I love the peasant as

3 WORDS: Piano River Feather

For/from Jenn (and all my girls with artists’ skewed priorities) “We are not moving a grand piano down to the river—are you insane?” I said. She laughed. “I am. We must. Don’t worry—we won’t move your piano…” “I should hope

3 WORDS: Piano River Feather

For/from Jenn (and all my girls with artists’ skewed priorities) “We are not moving a grand piano down to the river—are you insane?” I said. She laughed. “I am. We must. Don’t worry—we won’t move your piano…” “I should hope

3 WORDS: Cardamom Wool Knob

For/from Nicole (unedited transcript, as promised) The cardamom in her coffee was too strong, and these days, she would have thought there’d be no such thing. She added cardamom to everything. Coffee, of course, and tea. Steamed milk. Curries. Sometimes,

3 WORDS: Cardamom Wool Knob

For/from Nicole (unedited transcript, as promised) The cardamom in her coffee was too strong, and these days, she would have thought there’d be no such thing. She added cardamom to everything. Coffee, of course, and tea. Steamed milk. Curries. Sometimes,

Three random words: saliva-labia-eyebrows

Setting: I have 45 minutes to write something, anything–it does not have to be good, it does not have to be to a purpose, but it needs to exist on paper. But, distracted, moving, unfocused, I can’t bring any of

Three random words: saliva-labia-eyebrows

Setting: I have 45 minutes to write something, anything–it does not have to be good, it does not have to be to a purpose, but it needs to exist on paper. But, distracted, moving, unfocused, I can’t bring any of

Creep versus freak

  Inside joke. Forgive me. Also, yes, procrastination. Oh. And a tip: when the work just won’t happen? Play. mjc

Creep versus freak

  Inside joke. Forgive me. Also, yes, procrastination. Oh. And a tip: when the work just won’t happen? Play. mjc

A walk in the woods

They made me cut it. They were right. It broke the flow, it didn’t fit–it’s out of character, Annie would never, ever… But here. Enjoy. It’s not so bad, on it’s own.     And if it were possible? If

A walk in the woods

They made me cut it. They were right. It broke the flow, it didn’t fit–it’s out of character, Annie would never, ever… But here. Enjoy. It’s not so bad, on it’s own.     And if it were possible? If