The Ghost's Leavetaking Another wood knock. Hard to tell how far away, or even from which direction. The scene is an inversion now.
Colleagues and Friends It’s the first time in three months I’ve heard so much English, and between the bull and the barbeque, I can almost mistake it for home.
Unidentified Snack-Mix, Orange and Salty (Last Seen Possibly Becoming The Christ) There was comfort in all these things, like I was placing my isolated act of snacking in my recliner, alone in a small room, into a framework of collective experience.