work by Alex Deleuse.

Zhaozho looked at the swirling dust in front of him and said: There goes another one.


san francisco

  • Untitled Short Story

    Here in San Francisco, we are so far west that we are almost east. We are overflowing with borrowed slogans and ecstatic visions distilled for the popular palate. The replacement of our stubborn causal carbon with a more synchronous one is a slow work in progress, and we are inching as bit players, with leaps… Continue reading