Dennis Cooper

is a charming man.

He contains multitudes.

I get nervous when I go to his blog.

It's like being able to visit Genet or something.

I'm only used to doing that in the libary and with that old book smell on Genet.

There is no old book smell on Dennis Cooper.

It's more like lightning.

Is there anyone more generous to everyone than D.C.?

I like that his blog is known as D.C.

Kind of like this alternative capital to the Republic's fetid one built on the old swamplands.

Spookier. Erotic vibrissae. Frank O'Hara elevator confidences. Bill Violaish lightwashes.

Turning the body to sand.

Maybe he just believes in being nice to madmen.

I always try to be nice to madmen too.

But then for me it's a fraternity.