Sisyphus Blackbeard : Writing

Personal Dialectics, Or, How The Spectral Masks The Hideousness Of The Solitary

Personal Dialectics, Or, How The Spectral Masks Th..

A Poem by Sisyphus Blackbeard


I waited for the first person to get up, and got up myself immediately after that. The movie was over. The projector behind us threw white light on th..
Anaesthesis

Anaesthesis

A Poem by Sisyphus Blackbeard


I couldn’t have pushed him that hard - I was walking fairly slowly, carefully squeezing my way through the vertical bodies - and so I chose not ..
Aequus and Libra

Aequus and Libra

A Poem by Sisyphus Blackbeard


And so another trembling figure shall find recognition, somewhere between the desired, and that which really was. Such a tedious story. A story which ..