“In the end, the only stories that loving you brought me were the stories of what it meant to not be loved by you.” — Sharanya Manivannan, Conchology * That evening, the sun was slow to set, the sky cloudless, and the moon—eager. And so it loomed, amid the soft contrails left behind by the […]
We made the mountains shake with laughter as we played Hiding in our corner of the world Then we did the demon dance and rushed to nevermore Threw away the key and locked the door — Black Sabbath, Heaven and Hell * “One more line, boss?” “Two more, motherfucker. And how many times do I […]
Thanks to Jonathan Edwards Black spiders in my woodpile asterisk a sharp distinction between their brisk compaction and the expansive human view. These spiders aren’t the toxic species that gleam in cellars or crawl into children’s bunk beds. They’re only shy little blobs dedicated to devouring gnats. Splitting oak and maple to burn on spangled […]