Randall McNairSep 14, 20201 min readBits of Steak “Writing that Sizzles,” Day 07 XIVI wept at the sight of myselfshivering there in the reflection of the store windowa good man on the fallfull of self-hate for whichthe world neither wept norclapped nor did any other thingof impact or of memory.
XIVI wept at the sight of myselfshivering there in the reflection of the store windowa good man on the fallfull of self-hate for whichthe world neither wept norclapped nor did any other thingof impact or of memory.