PITCHDOWN BAY the small sound of a falling snowflake, slow it down, low frequency rumble of a whale, both melting into the ocean in time, the water glowing as bright as lanterns, and sailors drowning as if they’d seen lighthouses, more lost men entering from the shore’s mouth, that emptiness between the stars, pupils compensating […]
Jade Wallace | ANEMONE
ANEMONE I devoted my life to her after I saw her sleep. When she sleeps, she still hears everything— the planes of her face shift as I speak to her, but her replies seem all rote or nonsense. When she sleeps she is like God and I am too simple for illumination. My words […]