It was necessary to lend myself to the memory  of a body that could.  To separate from the broken figure,  the body that would not listen.  To not pretend.  To forego.  To not waste the clock’s signal.  To set it straight.  To disown magical inclinations.  To attach to that which understands.  To disavow the indifferent. … Continue Reading ‘It was necessary to lend myself to the memory’, by Amy Allara

And what are the chances that I am  what this is  this as what I am  told to be the case  and I am the case  to be taken on and  out of the way  fix it so others can breathe  and get on with it  what are the chances  that this is what I… Continue Reading ‘It is absurd to suppose that forms spring from names’, by Amy Allara