i can’t decide if this is a dinosaur with scoliosis, or a prehistoric centipede running away from me, or the narrative spine of steve’s book which has, truth be told, haunted both our days and nights for a while now. steve’s naturally good at the wordsmithing flesh. but we’ve had to work hard on the bones that are giving the book its shape. when we’re done, i’m hoping it will be a supermodel. or cary grant. in any case, you’ll be hearing about it in all of it’s osteo-carnal glory when the time comes.

box elder tree twigs

minneapolis, minnesota