And, thus, is the left-hand side filled with pages and bales and stacks.
Author: keguro
Reading The Blue Clerk—
Tutuola tells us that angry dead babies have no questions.
Reading The Blue Clerk, 55
Listen, the author says.
Reading The Blue Clerk, 54
Did the poet return from the hurricane?
Reading The Blue Clerk, 53
we are found in the shadow of syntax
Reading The Blue Clerk, 52
Some combs have missing teeth, and this is where your hair fought back.
Reading The Blue Clerk, 51
we do not know the language of plants, their seductions and chores
Reading The Blue Clerk, 50
a voice is trapped within a rock in a wave that travels to otherworlds and otherways
Reading The Blue Clerk, 49
Not even minor clerks are spared.
Reading The Blue Clerk, 48
You might hear distress calls.
