Quote for Today: Michelle Peñaloza
I can believe almost anything- that we began as thoughts an ocean away carried as seeds or smog or trash across the water by capital by will by God …
I can believe almost anything- that we began as thoughts an ocean away carried as seeds or smog or trash across the water by capital by will by God …
The sun and the moon are eternal voyagers; the years that come and go are travelers too. For those whose lives float away on boats, for those who greet old …
We are always thrilled to have poet and photographer Jonathan Yungkans here at Synkroniciti! Our March 1st issue features the eerie poem “The Future Is a Ghost,” a musing on …
We rest.—A dream has power to poison sleep; We rise.—One wandering thought pollutes the day; We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep; Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares …
Whereas during those months of separation time had never gone quickly enough for their liking and they were wanting to speed its flight, now that they were in sight of …
The color-patches of vision part, shift, and reform as I move through space in time. The present is the object of vision, and what I see before me at any …
Near the streetcar stop there’s a small flower shop where you can buy one flower at a time, if one flower is all you want. It’s all Yvonne ever wants. …
Life has always seemed to me like a plant that lives on its rhizome. Its true life is invisible, hidden in the rhizome. The part that appears above ground lasts …
Webs are made mostly of spaces. They break easily. They barely exist. They belong to the category of half-things: mist, smoke, shrouds, ghosts, membranes, retinas or rags; and they quickly …
Dangerous and indifferent ground: against its fixed mass the tragedies of people count for nothing although the signs of misadventure are everywhere. No past slaughter nor cruelty, no accident nor …
