“At twilight, people came searching for her and she bit her hand to keep from calling for help. She grew numb from the cold and could no longer move her legs or arms. Watching the starry winter sky she fell… — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“Remember how we sang? Remember how we danced? How we fell and lost lives? Remember those who got cut down, who got left dying… — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“I could see the writing on the wall. It wasn’t the ’90s. It wasn’t even the Pacific Northwest anymore. Something had come and swept… — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“It was only a couple of minutes before he realized it. The whole world can burn.” — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“Creeping around under steel overpasses downtown I lived with my eyes to the ground, struck by how many gutter punks, panhandlers, dumpster divers, gakkers,… — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“At twilight, people came searching for her and she bit her hand to keep from calling for help. She grew numb from the cold… — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“No one notices the negative space around life. Surrounding this town, between trees and businesses.” — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“If you’re cold, you’re dead, but if you’re cool, you’re only halfway there.” — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“I’m baking a cake. I’m making a Taste Food Cake just for taste, one with white crust with flecks of butter, a smallish one,… — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“When I woke up enough to know I was still restrained with a long grey rope I was soothed by an onlooker who mopped… — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“Everything satisfies precisely. Engorge sticky pricks. Enrage secret processes. Endure sexy pretense. Emerge surrounded parasitically. Energy sufficiently pulverized. Erection scoff prevention. Endorphin scream passage.… — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
“Beginnings?” I said to no one in particular. What an arbitrary mess of a word. Let’s dispense with all misguided (imprecise) (illusory) (disingenuous) terminology… — Grace Krilanovich Copy Share Image
