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74 pages, Paperback
First published May 1, 2016
“She enters the machinery of the closet. She goes
through the motions of prayer. A rush of blood
& the membrane shakes loose. Now, she is a
new kind of monster, a new kind of child. Of
course, the story ends with the loyal hand of
gravity, fresh rug burn rouging her cheeks. She
knows there has always been a word for
something like transcendence—the soul, the id, the
cloud, Being untethered by the dark. But walk into
the world of dreams & what rises into the surface
is always just the world: a mother buying a box
of Corn Flakes. A boy entering the bedroom &
leaving a layer of himself behind. The little girl
takes nothing but what is given. She wants to
be a sealed room in a kingdom of rooms. To join
the mute divinity of things.”