I am a “mutt,” a cut up, a clown. Clowns are trained to run the emotional registers from funny to sad, from sublime to raunchy. Clowns believe that these mixed registers provide the ontological truth of existing.
Conscientious Protests
–after Julio Cortazar
E N T I T L E D
LET’S DRINK AND FUCK
Elizabethton, Tennessee, 1929
Desperately Seeking My Name is Not Susan
Farewell Adios to the Americano