April 14, 2013

New piece in LUMINA

Folks, I sincerely hope you’re sitting down while you read this — I hope you’re not trying to read this on your “phablet” while straphanging — I also hope you’re not reading this on the toilet, because a) that’s not a level of intimacy I’m confortable with, and b) you will drop your phone straight into the crapper when you hear this: The new issue of LUMINA magazine features a new piece of mine, “Utopia,” from my collection-in-progress, CHELSEA GIRL.

Here’s the third paragraph — contents will not be at all surprising to those familiar with my oeuvre (which is the French word for “egg”):

“I took acid every chance I got that summer. It was the only thing that made sense to me, the only way to render myself defenseless enough to admit what I pretended not to know. It gave me a clarity, a wintergreen astringence, and if sometimes I had hallucinations, they didn’t show me things that weren’t there; rather, they showed me things that were always there, but couldn’t otherwise be seen. Afternoons atomized into nights as I sat in the Meadow, hands turgid with chi, deeply understanding a blade of grass, watching the broken neon sign on the Hotel Essex shine over the treeline: HOTEL   SEX. Then the regret, as I came down, and everything became insoluble and opaque again.”

As Dion and the Belmonts did not sing, “Why must I be a teenager on drugs?”

(I’m also afraid I’ve used the phrase “turgid with chi” before. I’m pretty sure of it, in fact. Eesh.)

Since LUMINA is not available online (I KNOW!) or even for your e-reader (COME ON!), it must be purchased and delivered through the actual mail, if you can believe it. I know that I don’t have that kind of time or patience, so in case you don’t either, I’ll give you the nutshell version: People are strange, when you’re a stranger, and also when you’re on a bunch of LSD.

(Cover image from LUMINA: “Shopping,” by Andreas Englund)


  1. Stana says:

    I remember that.

  2. Satia says:

    I just googled “turgid with chi” and couldn’t find it anywhere so I think you’re good. Probably remembering a revision.

    Tick tick tick counting down the days.

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