Author Archives: Chris Floyd

Posted up by CounterPunch: “Before our white brothers arrived to make us civilized men, we didn’t have any kind of prison. Because of this, we had no delinquents. Without a prison, there can be no delinquents. We had no locks … Continue reading →

Not a thought to think Not a thought left to think Everyone’s voices stop speaking through me Every knife turned inward turns outward and falls Not a thought to think Not a rag left to pick Now my eyes are … Continue reading →

Look at me with darker tenders in your eyes, and muddy heart will be dark wine: Autumn and auburn, holly and shade. O death, you will yet be jarred, you will not shut the tasty way. Now I must study … Continue reading →

A couple of items in praise of Boris Pasternak, who was born 125 years ago today. First, my translation of his poem from Doctor Zhivago, “Hamlet”: A Version of Pasternak’s “Hamlet” The hour is at hand: it calls the actor. … Continue reading →

Old evils never die.  You think you’re got them whipped — but they spring up again, years or decades (or centuries) later, as virulent as ever.  This cursed 21st century has given ample proof of this, both at home and … Continue reading →

Trust and Dissolve I took up the Book of the Dead. Reading where it opened. Who underlined these words, starred these strange passages? I can’t remember my hand, or my eyes, straying here. When was this? What did I want … Continue reading →

Let’s be clear: the US government’s use of torture did not end with the Bush Administration (nor did it start with the Bush Administration); it goes on today, with the approval of Barack Obama, codified and “legalized” in official manuals. … Continue reading →

A lightsome stroll through the psychic cellarage …

She was carrying a pair of high-heel boots, red high-heel ankle boots. She came in like a gust of wind, blew the papers off the coffee table. “Got change for a five?” she asked. It was like nothing had happened. … Continue reading →