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Monthly Archives January 2008

Something ancient

After that, Gutierrez switched into Quechua. The screen fired up stilted subtitles to cover. You are three hundred million kilometers away from me. That is a long way off for making threats. What will you do, take the long sleep? Come all the way back here, just to kill me? You don’t scare me anymore, […]

Posted 15 January 2008 † Nomad93 § verbal ‡ Comments (0) °

The Dream of the Shadow of Smoke

“So is every man. He is born in vanity and sin. He comes into the world like morning mushrooms, soon thrustling up their heads into the air, and conversing with their kindred of the same production, and as soon as they turn to dust and forgetfulness, some of them without any other interest in the […]

Posted 10 January 2008 † Nomad93 § aural ‡ Comments (0) ° Tagged:

Those Left Behind

She thought of other, immobilized freight cars, where the kids sat on the floor planking and sang back, happy as fat, whatever came over the mother’s pocket radio; of other squatters who stretched canvas for lean-tos behind smiling billboards along all the highways, or slept in junkyards in the stripped shells of wrecked Plymouths, or […]

Posted 01 January 2008 † Nomad93 § verbal ‡ Comments (0) ° Tagged: