Nathaniel Parker Raymond


December 6, 2023 At Night: Reflection

At night I consider the calm open hand filled with the possibility of infinite self-negation, yet an empty reflection defined only by the background brightness which limns it. The low hum of prevarication and pretext coupled with endless numb nothingness which can only be the revelation of incoherence sounding loudly. It heralds the long faces […]

March 26, 2023 At Night: No Form

At night I leave the room, to retire perhaps, but retain in my mind’s eye the shape of the space. When I – awakened by the irrhythms of cold cold rain against the silent house – return to the room – softly lit at odd angles by the weak light glowing from the old outlet […]


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August 31, 2020 Just Wrapping Up

I sat in the office in the unwinding day, synthesizing forms for some incoherent purpose. The hours slipped into darker darkness. Neon lights pulsed through the window while waves washed their rushing sound against the shore. A woman and her son appeared, needing to use the space. Moving among my things, the young boy announced […]