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  • Fake Crazy

    Wah! We were going fake-crazy in the hutongs – fake upside-down Nike logos, fake cigarettes, fake yawns, fake camo gear etc. We looked on incredulously as the steamed bun seller stared at the sky through a one Yuan note, making sure it was counterfeited. Even then, the buns were just a mass of fake air…

  • Finally, an explanation for why Chinese people seem to have one leg longer than the other. Sorry. Some guy tried to tell me that they used sticky rice instead of mortar in the construction of the Wall. Make of this what you will. The brilliantly designed forts feature delightful vistas through medieval windows that allow…

  • DNRC064 | LP | 2007

  • Good day David! At first I should tell you about my appear, so I got E-mail from one DATING AGENCY but really that was VERY STRANGE for me because I closed all my accounts at DATING SITES, because I don’t like people who are interested just in non SERIOUS RELATIONS, I have much FRIENDS from…

  • DNRC063 | EP | 2007

  • Listen to a live version of this poem performed in Montreal. Läs på svenska.

  • I’ve uploaded this original demo version more for posterity than for any other good reason. But that’s Buddha.

  • there is something very pseudo about all this – there is something very pseudo about you – every thing you do is fake (you are a fake – is nothing real to you? your ‘art’ (if you can call it that) is mediocre) it’s all so juvenile and all so – ‘middlebrow’ … king of…

  • our first date – what a write-off! i even bought you flowers – you selfish man! you could have told me you’d double-booked – hell! million-booked more like it boy you had a nerve making all of us line up like school-kids in our uniforms hand in hand boys & girls two by two round…

  • Beijingku

    two fluffy white buns filled with nothing but hot air ah, spring in beijing!†

  • Shanghaiku

    outside my window a hundred games of mah-jonng spring rain in shanghai

  • even yesterday there was a tomorrow but that’s today and now yesterday has no tomorrow only something like the days before when armies were just as foreign as something in a foreign newspaper that (torn down† contained news from our foreign wars that happened days before or even some time in that crystal future’s past…

  • Posting Blind

    Ni Hao! Greetings to the world from Shanghai, where for some reason I am able to open the Blogger site but not my homepage itself, meaning that for the next week or two I will be posting blind, hoping that some of my formatting is not lost, and that these posts and poems will not…

  • China!

    In less than twenty four hours I’ll be on a plane heading towards China, where I’ll be spending the next three weeks drinking tea and Tsing Tao beer, eating noodles and Peking Duck, catching high speed trains and tediously slow buses, walking down new hutongs and old expressways, listening to symphonies of traffic and melodious…

  • Cold & Sore

    In the rejection halls I began planting volcanoes, my lips the Pacific Rim on fire – but Oahu! Boy, I needed a holiday, needed to see the lava spray against the midnight rocks, then plop back into a pool complete with bar. We were really in the centre of things there, literally. Or, in the…