Ten years after the death of her husband, she's become a communications consultant in the Midwest who buys a copy of Avital Ronell's The Telephone Book , think it would be good to stay in touch with the theory of her work, only to mail the volume to me weeks later having rediscovered why she so detests theory. Think in shadows. An elastic band as a closed form. This instantly becomes known as the Texas Cafeteria Massacre. Before he speaks, the man who approaches me starts to smile, and in that act I see the familiar expression of my best friend from the fifth grade.
Days grow shorter toward the end of a notebook.
Krishna's sister sighs audibly, asleep in the other room. A blimp floats quietly through the night sky. Birds silent, hidden in the trees. Red sun, sliver moon. Giant tortoise crawls across the restaurant table, but we're afraid to stab at it with our forks.