Discomfort marks the boundary. One early symptom was the boundary… The invention of hunger. I could use energy. To serve.

“must represent the governess for, of course, the creature itsel… could not inspire such terror.” staring at me fixedly, no trace of recognition.

You’re it. It is (you are) an error with an arsenal of disguises,

A merchant is probing for us with his chintz curtain effect. *

If sadness is akin to patience, we’re back! Pattern recognition was our first response

The doll told me to exist. It said, “Hypnotize yourself.” It said time would be transfixed.

What if I were turned on by seemi… or “extrapolate?” What if I maneuvered conversation… words? Perhaps the excitement would come…

It’s as if we’ve just been turned… in order to learn that the beetle we’ve caught and are now devouring is our elder brother

Sad, fat boy in pirate hat. Long, old, dented, copper—colored Ford. How many traits must a thing have

The jacaranda, for instance, is be… but not serious. That much I can guess. And that the view

There were distinctive dips and shivers in the various foliage, syncopated, almost cadenced in the way

We know the story. She turns back to find her trail devoured by birds. The years; the