Things started slowly in the summer of 2058, events stacking on top of themselves like a poor girl collecting cosmetics, one discarded makeup case at a time, rifling through the trash for unused tissue papers, kissing boys to test the colors on their faces. Mr. Bosh rode the euphoria, we rode Mr. Bosh. Six Days to […]Read more "Six Days To Wonderful"
This demon Icelos In Heaven’s high hall The gods have named, but men Phobetor call; What is in a name. Reference to subject. Say a name to God, and what does Ge think of? OF all the referents, in all of time and space? No. That kind of colocation isn’t possible, couldn’t possibly be possible. […]Read more "Pnow Success"