masquerading as crystals

Masquerading as Crystals

A person telling their own story is also storytelling

the whole of the next week. Time after time

I don't think that's right. I'm against that. But mostly,

the yammer of a radio, the cheeping of birds in cages

would have said, doing dishes. You can have really a very

old self again. But the truth, he knows, is otherwise

thinking of language very strongly. I think it's partly

stiffened the corpses overnight. The dead legs caught

the general attitude of men towards women and maybe

they gave her a special dispensation to do that,

to be nothing left of our movements. The only

stupid word to let slip, under the circumstances,

was sent to her room. Jail time. She didn't mind much.