October, things were slowly drifting out of control. November, things righted themselves through a crashing impact with the hard cold ground.
Jenny: sotto voce, Jenny. Between blood and thunder, maybe it's another day. Submarines in heaven: do you dream of heaven, just a periscope away? Just a horoscope away. Where’s the future?
I sit and watch a documentary about shamanic visions. Daniel Pinchbeck is the chain that links together Ganso’s Wife, The Lawyer and Jonny America. The twin poles of my life, brought together in Brooklyn.
John disappears into the bowels of Cock star Games. Steve walks on a crisp early summer day in Mendoza toward the corner gas station. Gwen fills out paperwork.