A man carrying a voice recorder pauses at the door, enters.   He looks a lot like Kafka but has the eyes of Tennyson.   He possesses a...

Cryptic The scent of a foreign newspaper in the morning: New ink on old investments and trades. While down in Berlin, the autobus...

A jazz trombone extends a metaphor, the length of a memory.   With a memory, my grandfather says,   You got to hear its pitch, its tone &...

A Subject without a Code gazoom: a new section opens up undertones of black subterranea. reconstructed man exits the door, passes into...