Creative / Stories

Nixtamalli

by John Murillo III Aspiración Blue-purple corn dough clings like film to sticky fingers. Stolen petrichor on these surgical digits, the earthen wetness smells like so much midnight rain on soil. Such rich loam, so fertile, the mash of nighttime sky, earth and water. A ceramic vessel sits atop scarred and weathered mahogany, pregnant with … Continue reading

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Smile Undun III: Nonblack Claps; Clap B(l)acks

“Let’s talk about time travelin, rhyme javelin / Something mind unravelin, get down” —André 3000, “Return of the ‘G’” “Go figure muhfucka every verse is a brick” —Kendrick Lamar, “Nosetalgia” I got some coffee from a Victrola in Seattle. Ground some beans this morning; dark and sweet, bean refuse clings to my fingertips, dark awakening … Continue reading

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“What to Say? What Can Be Said?”; or, “Lost Black Words: Vol. ∞”

“Bring wings to the weak Bring grace to the strong Make all evil stumble as it flies in the world All the tribes come and the mighty will crumble We must brave this night And have faith in love…” 4 voices in the room. “We need two cars, right? Two cars?” “Yeah, because your dad’s … Continue reading

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Hotel Oblivion: A Love Letter to Love, Blackness, and Androids

This piece is one I wrote as part of a trilogy. I wanted to write about Janelle Monáe’s music with enough time and space to capture everything I saw, everything I thought, and everything I thought she was/is doing. This is the first, about Metropolis Suite, and it’ll just work with this album. Each piece … Continue reading

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Smile Undun^2: Fruitvale Station Premier

By John Murillo III Everything is out of order, nothing is constitutive to the order of chaos; the mind, the electric order of chaos, and the manifestations of the imagination—for example, memory—participate in illusory ordering for the sake of the grander illusion of wholeness, pureness, sanity, selfhood. Accuracy might not ever be a farce, if … Continue reading