Wednesday, September 01, 2010


my mother is a reader...
she reads and reads and reads...
brought boxes of books to read while she's stuck in my forest

sticking out the top of one box was a book
that brought a flashback
and before i could consciously stop myself i found myself wailing in horror and disgust.

"He moved forward delicately, his right hand outstretched. The crucible began to settle - collapse, the silver was running over the top of the furnace like spilled milk. Johnny jumped toward it, his right hand still outstretched. Something happened, he never knew exactly what. His feet went out from under him. His hand came down on the top of the furnace."

When Glenn starts the book burning - this better be at the top of the list.

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