A micro e-book by Greg Bem about life in Phnom Penh, Cambodia.

1. A NewShot
by
Greg Bem

2. I’VEBEENTRYINGTO
GETTHERIGHT
THINKINGDONEIN
THISHEAT.

4. The diamonds of Phnom Penh.
Glistening through every eye of
sweat puddling on arms. Legs.

6. In what strange angle
are you living?

8. Decorations.
Adornments.
Flourishes.

10. Looking closely we
can see the coverage
is following us
everywhere we go.

12. What is being carried
at the edge of the road
(the edge of the vision)?
Space patterns in quadrangles.

14. Wow.The words have marked us.
Have created soft imprints on our
ethers. Either you’re reading
them or you’re not. Are you
reading along with what has
been placed in front of you?

16. I coast down the northern half of
Norodom Boulevard and pay
attention to the signs. I can’t take
any pictures unless I stop. I can’t
stop long in the blaze of heat
wrapping me up like suffocation.

18. Sometimes
you need
a new shot.

20. I like the way the flora and
concrete mix. Like the
plastics.The colorful imagery
we’ve grown or built. I love
how it mixes together.

22. On another note, the white building is
not exactly white.

24. It is, though, built . . .

26. Place. Home.

28. Equally important to me are those spaces we
find lurking beyond that initial romantic
focal point, that first concentration.
It’s the ideal beginning rounded out by the
robust and ultimately uninteresting ending.
“Do you like me?” it screams.

30. Do we like it?
We travel through it.
Must we like that which we stomp our
feet upon?

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