The Dreaming Golem

And the other selves deployed: my pretty crime tightens the straps on her filched shoes.  The decoy sent downriver returns riddled. Terrorista, bomb taped to her heart.  My roaring girl, smoking gun.  You’re inviolable, cut- purse, my specialist with a butter knife. This colony stocked with ivory, blackest of all black inks, any adjective I […]