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

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

Shooting pleasures Ok’d by My being seen For Or as

So these are the hills of home. H… nearly subliminal. To see them is… double, hear bad puns delivered wi… An untoward familiarity. Rising from my sleep, the road is…

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

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

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

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

A career in vestige management. A dream job back—engineering shifts in salience. I’m so far

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

You may “have” sex— but those round sink—holes beneath the off—ramps, scabbed with whatever

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

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