The truth in my hands is a
Clumsy truth, but
It doesn't wither.
And when I wish for the prosperity of the fields I've passed through
I get little help.
The prosperity of the fields I've passed through moves as it
Always moves
--with such indifference.
Lisa Frankenstein, Night Swim, There’s Something in the Barn
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For a while there I thought Zelda William’s LISA FRANKENSTEIN was right up
my eighties-loving alley but that dalley turned out to be a dead end and I
end...
10 hours ago
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