Tag: Liz Axelrod

  • Weekended

    Friday mourning slit-eyed at my hollow desk Seven hours sleep beats three the night before nothing beats your torso wrapped on mine Braced my face deep inhale curling chest hairs tracing brown and blond locked in clocked in alarm set: 2:15am Cold cab harsh to warm cave moments dark and eyes pasted to the bridge… →

  • Why should you want to profit from my experiences?

    I tossed them in the pyre to roast and boil. I don’t need to visit that place again. The pain and blisters do no good, so why shouldn’t I just face the wall and slam my head up on it. That might be safer than reliving life’s tribulations. Why do I write this side by… →

  • The Stuart Sherman Spectacle – Brooklyn Rail

     Beginningless Thought/Endless Seeing: The Works of Stuart Sherman (NYU Steinhardt, 2011) Stuart Sherman’s friends—Yolanda Hawkins, John Hagan, and John Matturri—spent countless hours reading, cataloguing, viewing, and organizing the plays, writings, paintings, line drawings, and sculptures piled into the front closet of his sublet apartment on West 22nd Street. Going through that mountain was a labor… →