Thursday, May 31, 2007


Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 8:41 PM


Wednesday, May 30, 2007

La distancia.

La apolínea.

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 7:27 PM


{---fickle ball licker---}

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 10:56 AM


Tuesday, May 29, 2007

do not
contend; I retreat.

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 11:11 AM


[words thrown to the void;why keep trying; it makes no sense]

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 10:32 AM


Monday, May 28, 2007


Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 11:38 AM


Sunday, May 27, 2007


Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 1:57 PM


Saturday, May 26, 2007


Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 4:29 PM


Friday, May 25, 2007

It is funny how

lilliputian everythings

transform into

dire somethings

when I have not slept

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 7:27 PM


Thursday, May 24, 2007


Wednesday, May 23, 2007


"Parir chayotes"

every preposition
every article
every noun
.every verb


Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 9:22 PM


Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Dead Men Working 

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"No one dared to stop them, for they
were corpses walking in the sunlight."

~William Seabrook, The Magic Island

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 12:23 PM


Monday, May 21, 2007

Como decía Quevedo:

..."Si me hubieran los miedos sucedido
como me sucedieron los deseos,
los que son llantos hoy fueran trofeos:
¡mirad el ciego error en que he vivido!"


Como no decía Sor Juana:

"Eres como el mortífero veneno
que daña a quien lo vierte inadvertido,
y en fin eres tan mala y fementida
que aun pa' aborrecida no eres buena."

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 3:21 PM


[ have no fucking clue...]

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 9:24 AM


Sunday, May 20, 2007

busybusy terrified busybusy

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 11:41 AM


Saturday, May 19, 2007


Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 4:27 PM


Friday, May 18, 2007

[...i forswear...]

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 1:36 PM


Thursday, May 17, 2007


Wednesday, May 16, 2007


Tuesday, May 15, 2007


Monday, May 14, 2007

"I know not what to call this, nor will I urge..." 

that is a
sprouting of
freckles in their
skins when being
exposed to the
feeblest beam
of sunlight.

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 11:57 AM


se es ante


se es por / se es según


se es con / se es sin


se es de / se es para


se es durante / se es mediante


se es hacia / se es hasta


se es desde / se es entre


se es para / se es de


se es bajo / se es sobre


se es en



se es / como / se es

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 10:18 AM



Sunday, May 13, 2007


Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 9:57 AM


Saturday, May 12, 2007

Fourteen Ways of Looking at a Cockroach 

On top of my Metamorphosis.
The only moving thing.
I swear it happens.

I saw one, then two. No.
It is three.
Ten must be hiding.

The cockroach twirled in the auburn rinds.
It then crept up on my Ballantine's.

One can and a pecan.
Air gun.
One can and a pecan and a cockroach.
Air gun.

I know not which to prefer:
My toxic insecticide,
Or my secret aborticide—
The cockroach is bristling.

Larva killed in the window stile
With hysteric class.
The woe of the cockroach.
Display of blue: it glows.
The brooding
Paced by shallow
But crystalline bordeaux.

O kill ten please Maryam!
Why should we not embolden blaze?
Do you not agree that the cockroach
Hawks drowned, aloft wheat
To humans around it?

I know of ignoble descents
And of lurid necessary mayhem;
The thick, black loop
That the cockroach invokes
In, at—it flows.

Then the cockroach grew; spouts upright.
It stained the wedge.
Tough once, now fickle.

At the sight of cockroaches
Frying in a preen pan
Tears out of abhorrence
Resounded sharply.

The path to their nest
I passed. Twice.
Plagued by fear,
I overlooked
A hollow entourage
Of cockroaches.

It quivers; it's crawling.
The cockroach must be expiring.

Males are short; females long.
I am acquiring
Entomological expertise
That I do not need.

All evening tried to annihilate it.
Insecticide I swallowed.
The cockroach mocked.
Dead now I am.
I see it still, I swear.

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 9:35 AM


Friday, May 11, 2007

suicide imitation I have

...........................................................other choice?

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 7:25 PM


Thursday, May 10, 2007

Today the postman brought me Eileen Tabios'

The Singer and Others: Flamenco Hay(na)ku.

My heartfelt thanks to Eileen.

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 7:51 PM


Wednesday, May 09, 2007


Tuesday, May 08, 2007

"This image of the past behavior is not, however, a representation of what is past. Rather, it is the requisite completion of the memory image to get the meaning of the whole. It can have the character of doubt, conjecture, or possibility, but never the character of being."

~Edith Stein, "The Essence of Acts of Empathy", in On the Problem of Empathy [Translated by Waltraut Stein]

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 7:52 PM


Mi domando se può darsi che la discriminazione sia una capacitá di distinguere ch'è diventata malata.

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 12:33 PM


Monday, May 07, 2007

[...promenading self is adrift...]

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 8:28 PM


Sunday, May 06, 2007


Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 2:44 PM


Saturday, May 05, 2007


Friday, May 04, 2007


Thursday, May 03, 2007


Wednesday, May 02, 2007

modifying template

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 9:01 PM


Virtual Dialogue 

R: Has your awareness over writing as an act ever prevented you from writing?

E: but of course. all the time. constantly. always.

(right now)


R: En alguna ocasión, mientras [esperaba] en un semáforo, reflexioné sobre lo que hacía al manejar. Repasé los pasos. Mover la palanca. Pisar el freno. Pisar el acelerador. Agarrar el volante.

The green light came and for a minute—just one minute—, I could not drive anymore.


I have done the same with writing. I have made it conscious. Should I wish I had not? At the moment, I cannot do it anymore. To write as an act, to write as the act. I need a remedy. I feel sick.


Am I making the slightest sense?

E: of course you make sense.

por qué crees que yo nunca pude manejar?

era yo un peligro...


R: ¿Cómo se escribe sin pensar que se escribe?

E: siendo una persona "normal". Secretaria, abogado, licenciado, doctor.

El escritor es el que sabe que escribe cuando escribe. El que piensa la escritura al escribir. El que habita la escritura.

Lo demás es mecanografía.


E = Ernesto Priego
R = Rebeka Lembo

Posted by Nietzsche's Wife @ 3:19 PM


Tuesday, May 01, 2007


"I know I'll say something that's halfway clever but mostly shallow and probably inaccurate on some level. Then you'll pity me for having been born."

Don DeLillo, Cosmopolis

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