Entries from mistersquid: a digital fiction tagged with 'enigma'
The Cruelest
The problem with dying folks is they don’t die immediately. They retreat, diminish, deactivate, reanimate as living dead. Once entombed, they come back, lurching parodies of human self possession. They are not in control of themselves, their muscles and being...
Loft
One path seems very familiar, an extension of emotional states familiar as breathing. There, desire is ever only idealized, enervated by the luxury of never having to become. This path leads to radical discontinuity, to existential fracture. Disruption and unpredictability...
One Way to Fall
A vanishingly small fractional percentage of all humans are people to whom you will be directly and reciprocally introduced. Among the designators of proximal relationships between humans, stranger will be the most apt for most of even these. Over time,...
Double Stitch
For the past two weeks, I’ve wanted to follow up on my post regarding the ending of Spamland #1 (the only one I’ve as yet seen.) My argument was to have identified the retroactive constitution of subjectivity through the chain...
Dreaming of You
In the midst of distorted memory, searing nostalgia, and unspoken wishes, you came to me. Years pass and I have explained to everyone I love that no one ever comes to my dreams until they are gone. Your coming haunts...
Lovely October
This year October has a Friday the 13th. A six-foot one Dutch woman I once used to know told me that 13 is a lucky number in The Netherlands. Tall as she was, Zita loved wearing four-inch stock heels. I...
Falling
I thought about the convention I’d recently discovered: TK. I’ve used different means of noting in my unfinished manuscripts places that needed information I did not have readily available or which required a passage I was not prepared to write....
How I Learned to Give Up and Start Worrying About My Flow
Consider an autopoietic system whose self-regulation is both the means of its functioning as well as its rhythmic breakdown. Malfunction as renewal.I ad(a|o)pted a new flow so joyful that alternates promise bother at best and agony as norm.As in all...
Dreams
I wish, I wish, I wish I could go back in time to when I was a teenager. My first year. What passes today for adulthood is enough to wish for infinity....
“Every day is Independence Day”
When the phone rang, she was in the shower. I picked up and said hello to her mother, who knew neither my voice nor our affection, the secrets we shared while kept in close spaces. Her mother asked after...
Parallel
Breakups have a way of reminding me how beautiful life can be, and sad. I wish it could have been you, rhetorically at least, in a parallel life, one a lot like this one. It's just that it wasn't....
Something every day
If you bite your tongue long enough, you'll start tasting blood....
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