Description
“You are returning the milk to the refrigerator when your head begins to
swim. Red shapes like semi-transparent scarves flare open in your
vision, brimming over with light before they dwindle away. For a moment
you think you are going to collapse. You put your hand on the counter to
steady yourself. Your heart ticks down the seconds like a bomb. Then
the sensation passes, and it is an ordinary day again.”
132p, b&w, softcover, 5″x5″


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