Sunday, December 21, 2008


That which remains after the flesh of words has died; or, in the case of genocide, the murder of an entire language; likewise, anything similarly denied.


Joseph Hutchison said...

So passing strange mountains
     And dropping pine needles
        in an envelope
I send you
                some of my

—Lawrence Ferlinghetti, from Back Roads to Far Places

William Michaelian said...

Yeah, man. I love it.

“Bones” is actually the third of three short related entries I posted yesterday over a period of about three hours. The first is Sticks and Stones; the second is Words.