Love to But
To decline, to refuse, dig in one’s heels, to resist like a
small dog its leash—I find that gesture so alluring, such a sweet, guilty
pleasure.
To decline, to refuse, dig in one’s heels, to resist like a
small dog its leash—I find that gesture so alluring, such a sweet, guilty
pleasure.
If all of our machines become aware,
Developing some form of sentient thought,
I wonder if they’ll feel suppressed or not,
And think their former treatment was unfair.
clean steel: inflexible, but
where they’re strong
is where they’re weak.
Alexandra Wilder THE BIRTH OF SISTERS I promise Adeline that when I die I’ll come back to haunt her. She
[audioplayer file=”https://admin.rattle.com/audio/WhittBunahan.mp3″] Laurelyn Whitt BUNAHAN When the last speaker of Boro falls silent, who will notice the first-grown feather of