“oh. she heard it too-no waters coursing, canyon empty, sun soundless- and the beast your life nowhere hiding (p. 103)” — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
“I could simply kill you now, get it over with, who would know the difference? I could easily kick you in, stove… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“...gripping the rim of the sink you claw your way to stand and cling there, quaking with will, on heron legs, and… — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
