for my tastebuds, a compass for wandering. I moved from the earth rendering in the center out to a forgotten directory to answer stupid questions. I didn’t get all my answers, of course, you can’t expand your baser senses sniffing and licking through the interspace. This is a place for the higher, more refined perceptions. […]
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“Hello Addy,” the counter girl said as she leaned in to kiss him on the cheek, her hand swinging to his momentarily relaxing arm quickly tightening again.
Gradually, the car, the street, a green light, a main street, the café, a yellow light, a right and second left, the promenade, the suit shop, the desert of the sales floor, the back room, the time clock, his card then suddenly—beep.
I wanted to go only to go, to be somewhere else in perpetuity and interrupt the dizzying twirling on the wire. I tried to get above it, outside of it, escape all of the interspace itself. I came to myself somewhere on an unlit lift cantilevered out from the needle that stretched up into the
The front door closed and the chain snapped, the sun setting upon the iterative horizons where the story began.
Warmth from the sun shot heat through the brass to his fingers as he turned, closing the door and he looked through the dwindling crack, hallway, doorframe to her ghost in the kitchen, haunting.