The Simile Museum

Tag: Gabe Habash

“I commence shaving my head, head shaving as meditation. The old sensation of the clippers is a pleasure that never diminishes, the buzz is dulling and senseless in my ears. My little hairs drift down to the mouth of the toilet and start forming like a rare algae on the surface.”

-Gabe Habash


“She moved all the time, cutting up her life into bits like food for a child, stopping by once or twice a year to sleep on the couch.”

– Gabe Habash