the closet, and even that imaginary, nothing but a hopeful
little bit of hallucination and who were given instead the concrete
void of insulin therapy pingpong & amnesia, who in humorless protest
overturned only one symbolic returning years later truly bald except for a
wig of blood, and tears and fingers, to the three old shrews of
fate the one eyed shrew that winks out of the harpies of the