“quiet field without possession” Laurie Sheck, Captivity I am an ocean of signs. Of a womby surround – undulate, viscous, discombobulate, obscure. Tremulous quarks of murky markings and inference, connotative particles, confused, ill-defined, and indifferent. Instigative convolutions, a potentia of concatenation and combine, cations and anions, dispersive attract. Filled with words. Prescriptive, disruptive, chaotic, coherent. … Continue reading Haunted Man: I am: the possession![]()
