Excerpts from Antediluvian Birdsong, After the Stormy
Desmond Kon Zhicheng-Mingdé
doused the salted field with iodine and dreams.
"Except for the barley, let those keep their gold and
Logos, but for letters.
will be snow and rain, same day of fine things.
Mixed up. Mixed, enamel in champlevé
damascening like a dance, the curling, whey hope.
theory today, please.
Maybe that movie about Merritt typewriters feeling obsolete.
I'll walk myself out, batch of bread and milk bagged.
is piction is eo ipso is an illustrated text."
Why not more bay stories or rare ones at the lounge?
Because this is foreign, dialogue.