Dead Love: The Zombie E...

As above so below … the equator. Tonight, shortly before midnight, our cold dirtball of a planet stands up to the sun without slant. It’s the spring or vernal equinox and equilux—shunbun no hi, in Japan—a day to honor the ancestors and visit family graves, a day of dead love....

12. Born-again Zombie (...

I relaxed completely. He pulled, and we all fell over—two nurses, an intern, a janitor, and I. We lay there for a moment or two, without moving, like the severed appendages of a butchered starfish, all pointing in different directions on the shiny lemon-colored linoleum in the rank spew...

Dead Love: The Atlantic...

Zombies have now hit The Atlantic … the magazine, I mean. You’ll find the undead gracing the pages of the April issue. Does that suggest that they are moving up to headier, dare I say brainier, heights? The GQ article this month clearly marks them as stylish … in a...

Dead Love: Zombie Poem ...

It would be friggin’ ridiculous to think that I could be focused on anything but the appalling disaster in Japan right now. Clément is on the scene, of course, high-stepping over the body bags and ranting about how man can make a natural disaster worse. I have to admit, I’m...

Dead Love: The Apple Pi...

Have zombies finally made it onto the pages of gentleman’s magazines? They have indeed. And I enjoyed reading all about ’em in an article, “Zombies, as American as Apple Pie,” in the March issue of GQ. The funny part: this tastefully treated look at the undead on...

Dead Love: Kato for Zom...

Must admit, I’m Kray-Z about Kato or should I say Jay Chou, the musician actor who stars alongside Seth Rogen in The Green Hornet. Loved him in Initial D. He is as cool as Ryu and as dangerous. So, I have written a poem for him. Kato Kato, you are my mystery boy. I think You are a...

12. Born-again Zombie (...

Yes. Absolutely. I could feel him beneath me trying to crawl across the floor. “Slobbering corpse,” he yelled. “Lemme go. I’m only the jan . . . i . . . torrrrr.” He rose to his knees. “Oowww. Get your fingers out of my eyes. You devil! Ow! My face!” His struggle provoked a strong...

Dead Love: Dark Wave

Another dark wave sweeps over me. This time it is a tsunami in the wake of a horrible quake that has rocked Japan and the places that I have visited in life and in the afterlife of the virtual theater that I occupy now. If I could cry, I would unleash another tsunami. As it is, I...