Another brick out of the Wall

In which I chronicle a convergence This time of this year is special for the city I happen to be in as it commemorates the 60th anniversary of the raising of the Wall. Construction began on 13 August 1961, and things proceeded relatively quickly from there—by this point, there was a marked delineation and anContinue reading “Another brick out of the Wall”

From Köln Cathedral

• I nearly set fire to something yesterday out of laziness lying on the floor in the little room I’d rented on the outskirts of a city even stranger than the one I was trying to call home. Even the word home carries a note of strangeness now, as if I am only just discoveringContinue reading “From Köln Cathedral”

Clouds Over Troy

Central Courtyard, University of Southern California. • this is hallowed knowledge:   the shadow of the movement of heavenly bodies in the cool dry air—   June gloom come early—   illumination where no sun shines, the torch of kings to guide the steps of coming plebeians—   sustenance for the humblest soul, no moreContinue reading “Clouds Over Troy”

A Summer So Long

• As a seed in the bright-colored street I am saying so long To the I know of nothing, the nothing that knows not of me. On a high cushioned wingtip my bondage was loosed with a song Of seduction to come, a provoking, profane melody; The lean languid lusting of aimlessness, sloth, and despair,Continue reading “A Summer So Long”

A Brief History of Nollendorfplatz

In which I highlight a byte of queer Berlin One more Pride post to round out the month, the subject being something I simultaneously know quite a bit and hardly anything about—the city I’ve lived in for very nearly two years. Nollendorfplatz—“Nolle” or “Nolli” for short—is a neighborhood I passed through on the days IContinue reading “A Brief History of Nollendorfplatz”

A Love Letter to José Carioca, Rio de Janeiro

In which the past catches up with me My dear Joe, We met at least twenty years ago, so I’ve always considered you a friend, but it’s different now. Aside from the standard byproduct of aging that causes one to see the hallmarks of childhood in a new light and with a new appreciation, IContinue reading “A Love Letter to José Carioca, Rio de Janeiro”

Cathedral, Karneval, Köln

In which I contemplate a schism My time as a Berliner has given me to understand that Berlin is no more Germany than London is England. This past Friday and Saturday proved it. Or so I expected. What I found upon arriving was not a staunchly German counterpart to the capital city on the oppositeContinue reading “Cathedral, Karneval, Köln”

Liverpool, Remembered

In which I reminisce on one of the places I’ll remember all my life (though some have changed) A year ago I made a pilgrimage up from London, where I was living at the time, to the holy musical mecca that is Liverpool. This was a pilgrimage in the truest sense. Spiritual fulfillment for aContinue reading “Liverpool, Remembered”

A Few Choice Italian Words

In which I reflect on a recent viaggio with my parole preferite I spent last weekend in Florence with my sister, who is studying there, and my dad, who took a transatlantic getaway. A smaller city than I remembered, but hey, I’ve done some growing and traveling since my last visit. Over those 8½ yearsContinue reading “A Few Choice Italian Words”