By David EbenbachBecause someone loses a limb...now. And
again now. Bombs open the landscape. There’s
shrapnel. And now.
By sam saxsometimes i wonder what happens to people’s hands when they disappear
in their pockets. of course, my rational brain knows they go on being hands
but there’s still the question. i wonder if object permanence isn’t the biggest
trick of them all, a scam, a way to ground the brain in its thin bath of liquid
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