by kenz | Sep 25, 2020 | Poems, Poetry
seeing through the wound i’m working under shadowsi’m terrified of sleepi can’t say i’ve suffered enoughyet i’m thankful for everything what more can i saythe knife lashed across my facein the light of blood from my eyes i could see (kz... by kenz | Sep 25, 2020 | Poems, Poetry
Poem for the Wanderer i made a riverfrom my name whereall my homes float away tiny rafts of grieflit with candlesperfect invisible (kz 1977) by kenz | Sep 11, 2020 | Blog Posts, Fiction, Z-anon-sensei Speaks
Z-anon-sensei Speaks #60 <previous <back to the beginning “The question, ‘What is wealth?’ commands our prime consideration.” R. Buckminster Fuller Z-anon-sensei says If you believe all the conspiracy theories, you are sure to be right about some of them. And if... by kenz | Sep 5, 2020 | Blog Posts, Fiction, Z-anon-sensei Speaks
Z-anon-sensei Speaks #61 <previous <<back to the beginning “The word means two different things, you know. In Tokyo it means ‘stupidity’ but in Osaka they talk about vagueness in a painting or a game of Go.” Kawabata Radio pulled his Prius into a tight... by kenz | Sep 5, 2020 | Blog Posts, Fiction, Z-anon-sensei Speaks
Z-anon-sensei Speaks #62 <previous <<back to the beginning “The technology of the railway gave us the myth of a green pasture world of innocence…. It gave us darkest suburbia and its lasting symbol: the lawnmower.” Marshall McLuhan William Aaron Burr feels a... 
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