I had this dream.What dream.I had it twice.Well what was it.There was this big fire out on the dry lake.There aint nothin to burn on a dry lake.I know it.What happened.These people were burnin. The la...
That’s so, said the judge. They do not have to have a reason. But order is not set aside because of their indifference.
The arc of circling bodies is determined by the length of their tether, said the judge. Moons,coins,men.
NERO- Menomale che dici così, professore. Perché non ci trovo niente da ridere manco io. E' solo che ogni minuto che passa mi meraviglio di più. Ma possibile che non ti vedi, zuccherino? Sei trasparen...
When you've nothing else construct ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them.
The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. Carried forth and scattered and carried forth again.
I know your kind, he said. What's wrong with you is wrong all the way through you.
Where the bodies are buried in the desert is a certain world, Counselor. Where they are simply left in the street is another. That is a country heretofore unknown to me. But it must have always been t...
There were times when he sat watching the boy sleep that he would begin to sob uncontrollably but it wasn't about death. He wasn't sure what it was about but he thought it was about beauty or goodness...
Who builds in stone seeks to alter the structure of the universe.
Who is it? said the boy.I dont know. Who is anybody?
The black shape of it running from dark to dark. Then a distant low rumble. Not thunder. You could feel it under your feet. A sound without cognate and so without description. Something imponderable s...
The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt your ears with listening.
Will you hide me? Hide you? Yes. The kid spat. You caint hide. Where you goin to hide at? Will he come back? I dont know. This is a terrible place to die in. Where’s a good one?
The boy was sitting quietly on the bunk, still wrapped in the blanket, watching. The man thought he had probably not fully committed himself to any of this. You could wake in the dark wet woods at any...
If you dont respect me what must you think of yourself?
The faint light all about, quivering and sourceless, refracted in the rain of drifting soot.
You wear out, Ed Tom. All the time you spend tryin to get back what’s been took from you there’s more goin out the door. After a while you just try and get a tourniquet on it.
It is community and respect, of course, but the dead have more claims on you than what you might want to admit or even what you might know about and them claims can be very strong indeed. Very strong...
You wear out, Ed Tom. All the time you spend tryin to get back what’s been took from you there’s more goin out the door. After a while you just try and get a tourniquet on it. Your grandad never asked...
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