Russell Atwood

“But seldom do we look hard at the corners, the niches, and the slants in which the apartment lies and tells nothing but the truth.  Slanted corner niches especially where everything collects and is rarely swept, too hard to reach and bothersome considering no one will ever notice, no one will ever see, no one will ever care.  This is where debris collects, particles, follicles, shards of shattered crystal Christmas tree icicles, layered, mingled, packed, a crumb from a Dom Perignon cork lies crotched beside a crusted booger flicked discreetly out of sight at the same affair, emulsified by shed lint and dust, they remain so companioned unto dust (but such arrangements are not uncommon).”
― Russell Atwood, Apartment Five Is Alive