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…USE OF TECHNOLOGY TO PROGRESS NARRATIVE…

[response to: There once was a little boy…]

Ze Sorrow, Ze Comfort


…CONNECTICUT AUTUMN’S EXCREMENT, YEAR AFTER YEAR…

[response to “For the rest they drew water…”]

She bit into a painted brioche, bent over a
zine and underlined her way through a whole block of words, brioche
snowing like a fat
winter.  God, she thought, brushing at the weather.  Be a lady for
once.

The ink line wobbled on the page and she
stripped it off and tied it in a bow.  Then she popped it in her mouth
and let it sit under her tongue.  If only words tasted like my
underline, she thought.

She was big and pink and raw and she
snipped the paper.  Hungry.  Pretty soon she wore a spread on her
middle, headers dangling
off like pills on a sweater.

[read the response: “In one encyclopedia nothing raw…”]


…A FAT MONSTER THING THAT TOOK UP THE WHOLE OF THE GLOSSY PAGE…

[response to “Terminal things”]

Residue

“There,” he says. He picks at a curl of hard callus, pinching and flicking out. “It’s a flying Deuteronomy.”

We are not sitting and digging into a pool. It’s a granite mess at the
bottom, chipped away and ground. White dust in his fingernail but I have a
gauge, ease along the edges of the U. Putting the junk in a smear on a jean.
Is there a reason he was itching along the floor then, something to do with
concentration, or leftover grease and a pansy rag? His hair is matting.

One second we’re sitting without water and the next we’re under it, a pool
first empty and then brimmed, us suspended. When it’s gone we’re pasty with
the residue and eating liquid chalk on our mouths. My lips pretty smooth as
lips go, his like gnawed cobs. White gunk in the mottled bits.

I try to ease along in lines painted once a blue, these lanes for swimmers
all cap and legs. But fast he picks away. Getting closer and closer to a
flying–

“There,” he says, and I’m peeling from the floor all over again.

[read the responses : “fir forest. you…”“For your listening”, and “Then, when digested masks settle…“]