Author Archives: tmlavenz

USELESS SECRETS 1 The enigma will not dissipate, the secret will not be communicated. Or perhaps there are no “secrets,” if we persist in thinking of them as propositional, or as having some content to convey. Because if that were … Continue reading →

CONFESSION I Speak the inner human: no more flesh but the soulflesh, a resonant body, a word, tapped into one another almost, also an empty nothing — and nearly dying of it. And then, later, really dying of it– ecstatically. … Continue reading →

ELSEWHERE If I write, it’s only to take revenge on myself and upon every “truth” I’ve happened upon, every position I’ve taken in my life. If I write, it’s to reaffirm that the truth lies elsewhere. I’ll write to admit … Continue reading →