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My Father’s Ghost
I was an adult when I saw my father’s ghost walking on my bedroom walls in central Minnesota, pacing back and forth, and back again.
The Ultimate Self-Effacement
Here in Heaven the clouds are perfectly white, the sky is perfectly blue, and the light is unequivocally divine
Atrophy of Being a Human Being
Everything is happening. Everything.
The 405 Girl
Imagine picking up a homeless person and taking them home.
The Eternal Son
In domestic situations I remain estranged, uninvolved.
The Cancelled Man
He talks to no one.
Hours
There was a wailing sound coming from the next room.
Blinkpoint
Man, this republic is fucked
Cadaver
The young king’s corpse is badly decayed.
Heliogabalus
She stands before the black stone, the sun god, Illah ha-Gabal.