STORIES
when she first saw the creature, it was naturally the eyes that captivated her
DEPARTURE
better now, before we’re weak with hunger
6:04
the slow, steady sensation of pressure, of one being submerged, not in water, but in something thicker, deeper
ATMOSPHERIC PERSPECTIVE
whatever you didn’t know yesterday is what you don’t know today
SOME HEMINGWAY
but I know what you’re not…you’re not a father…you’re not a man
A BUTTERFLY FLAP ITS WINGS IN HONG KONG
do you know why hurricanes come ashore…no, why…they come here to die
TRIALS FOR BOETHIUS
do not tell me when I am listening and when I am not
SCHRÖDINGER’S CAT
we ceased to be the same person and headed off on our different roads
REIGN OF BASTARD GODS
all they could really see was the long pool of blood
THINGS
beneath her chin, there is a smudged fingerprint
RAINCHASER
it was, perhaps, better unasked
