what you see is what you get
by uzwi
so cassandra wanders a bowlesian inner landscape wondering what to predict next & by dawn all she can think to do is sit by the road & hold up a sign that begs HOW CAN YOU MISPLACE A CONTINENT. her teeth ache. meanwhile, palinurus, having fallen from the boat yet again, drives up & down this once-popular resort coast still trying to work out where he is. two mysterious brothers sit outside the cafe on the shingle.
the sea is what you get, but whose sacrifice will this be in the end.
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