Status Updates From My Phantoms

‘Here, a mutual obliviousness at work. Obliviousness, rather than acceptance/understanding—it felt congenial—He liked to talk—to cackle. She didn’t like to talk at all. She went along w/ things—imperiously—Her look—brought to mind—a cat receiving the tribute of its worshippers in ancient Egypt. Or a person enduring a bumpy ride in a sedan chair. He did treat her like the object of a one-man cult. He was all wonder.’