Because it is not enough to exist (you must live) and ecstasy had become a strange religious memory a teenage lightspoke piercing out from infinite grays of cloud, she was … Continue reading
One Undergoes the Change Change separates reality from fiction. Even God changes the socks he wears in public (lest humans auto-destruct at the sight of the Awesome Feet). Frank Gatewelder’s … Continue reading
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these are raptures and desire the rapture of freight yards each train clanking boxcar each clanking boxcar train the yowl of rolling diesel trombone is desire the rapture of prairie … Continue reading
A Visitor Sleeps in the Sofa Bed To see yourself in someone else’s dream is like an autopsy. When she was still a student she attended an autopsy, one of … Continue reading