No. 9 · Tracks
The Inner Savant
Whoever the artist was, he wasn’t very good. There were three of them altogether; unframed canvases wrapped in tissue paper and bound together with string so…
No. 9 · TracksThe Lighthouse Keeper’s Daughter
The sea scrolls out in a metallic sheen, flat as the sky and with nowhere to go. I summon the foam that seems to rise like…