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“must represent the governess for, of course, the creature itsel… could not inspire such terror.” staring at me fixedly, no trace of recognition.
There were distinctive dips and shivers in the various foliage, syncopated, almost cadenced in the way
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.
A career in vestige management. A dream job back—engineering shifts in salience. I’m so far
With whom do you leave yourself during reveries? The one making coffee or doing the driving—
The jacaranda, for instance, is be… but not serious. That much I can guess. And that the view
spider on the cold expanse of glass, three stories high rests intently and so purely alone. I’m not like that!
Ventriloquy is the mother tongue. Can you colonize rejection by phrasing your request, “Me want?”
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…
You may “have” sex— but those round sink—holes beneath the off—ramps, scabbed with whatever
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
Complex systems can arise from simple rules. It’s not that we want to survive, it’s that we’ve been drugged
A merchant is probing for us with his chintz curtain effect. *
We know the story. She turns back to find her trail devoured by birds. The years; the