A Hospital
We can assume we weren’t herefor any real reason other thanto rest but what solace to retchwith a staid view of the riverand psychosomatic barrier islandsof the self the neurasthenic riverainwith its racket of birds impossibleto make out except as swatches of colorimpossible to hear through thick windowsimpossible to wear as these drab vestmentswe hold to us so thinly allits… Read more →