Author Archives: Roman

Archivist, show me your 
sword arm. You have delivered
more mail than my shield would
admit escapes. The partiality
shown under the stairwell
bodes bells for your laurels.
Another notch in your north
western slope. Another botched
assay, too brilliant to be read
out loud. Another demonstration
of the uselessness of remonstration,
the fruitfulness of maceration, and
the particle of cortical violence that
your analogies are bound to revere
in the stars of the stacks of the backs 
of my books.