Volume 2, Number 1 -- January, 1997
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Volume 2, Number 1 -- January, 1997 |
Wicked and WittyI'm slow to turn.As the room magically shifts and sways and drags along in the thick madness of what my eyes perceive as real, and I am slow to turn. But I see you sitting there, ending the glide of my sight in your presence next to me, sitting, and not knowing, that all at once I recognize you. I smile suddenly, as I think of what to say, thinking, 'she does not know me, and may not even recognize me.' But I pick my words, and begin to construct the universe around us. In a sudden surge of patience. The conversation begins.
by Jason Stephens (jason@hooked.net)
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