David McLeod

“lived with my grandmother above a garage. I made all the meals and changed all the subjects.”
― Garielle Lutz, The Complete Gary Lutz

“K’b wielded a hatchet—and it was evident from the tense, feeble grip that, consistent with the portfolio review, craft was not a major strength of the exhibited work—heaving pensively like a desert hound, hair plastered to the brow. Xq’s every thought and feeling ever evaporated, replaced by a slow freezing of the nose and outer extremities and an ostrich-egg cracking of the sternum like glass holding blood boiled to gasoline, skull pressed through the nose. Stop, creaked the throat.”
― Robert Coover, Inside Out: Architectures of Experience

“Art is for fags,” Jackson had said”
― G. Arthur Brown, I Like Turtles: The Collected Flashes of G. Arthur Brown

“We began to speak of the future in softened tones”
― Pamela Lu, Ambient Parking Lot