Welcome to GR Online, a series of short-form articles that take aim at the moving target of contemporary culture as it’s whisked along the guide rails of innovations in digital media, globalisation and late-stage capitalism.
In the Dollhouse
I don’t remember my Barbies, but Mother once told me I had twist-popped their limbs off. I do recall this one doll...
Cinema
I cry in the cinema Or not cry So hard that my head aches with the holding back Not in the film When...
Pentax ME Super
History is a heavy handful and a sore neck, but it is safer than memory.
The emperor’s twin
In the absence of gods, must we choose monsters? You can never really know the difference, or see under. These creatures...
Threshold
What is the voice of one who has died if no one listened to what remained unspoken? It no longer matters.
Mildew on the whiteness of Hölderlin
Mildew on the whiteness of Hölderlin’s shoulders, his phantom limb reaching towards an ideal he is sure he’ll reach. When the snow...
Things come together
After a photo by Annie Leibovitz of Johnny Cash with his grandson Joseph, Rosanne Cash and June Carter Cash,...
Exeunt
The mirage of beer before their eyes. Barney wipes his feet upon the mat unaccustomed to such luxuries.
Before I forget again
I am a ceramic horse in kintsugi fields. Shards shred my tongue to gold rivers. Cracked and crazed – from fire gallops beast. Memory slips lapis lazuli. I break curses, gather spells. Nudge fresh letters in water troughs – watch words bob – shiny new apples...
A perfectly ordinary dachshund observes the problem of being
Breathing your small inauspicious body almost into incomprehension, supine and crouched, lost to the world, or to that portion only dachshund...
Help wanted
The opening said no training required; the slaughterer’s tasks are two: stun and slaughter. With a third parenthetical: Remove the organs and the waste as needed....
Anemone
Lady, in this heavy light you show tender: waving your insides outside, buffeted by the sea’s old heave ho. Nobody calls out...
