Sublime

predominated.

like her child in a playpen in a distant part of the house, occupying her heart but not threatening to interrupt her dinner party,

the moon fell out of its pocket of clouds from time to time.

There were those who did not catch to the fabric of the world.

Two was soothing in its symmetry and its order. Sometimes order can be relentless.

There was such a plainness about her, as if she’d already shrugged off all human concerns.

Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!

promontories,

Her few clothes hung austerely on a rail, and a television overlooked the foot of the bed; she watched it indiscriminately and with confusion, trying to make Bethesda’s child into an ordinary woman. And indeed she was ordinary, where certain essential matters were concerned – had not believed in hell since the day she’d laughed at the belt in her f