Tim Walters: Stricture

“Another presence settles into your cell. The quaking in you starts up again in earnest. It takes you by your shoulders, determined to shake you back into sawdust. You cannot look for fear of reprisal. You saddle near the new thing, crane back your neck, inspect it from under the safety of the blindfold. Itʼs everything you fear it to be. Lying on the filthy planks, unswept since you came here, is that inconceivable device: a cunning, made world.” —Richard Powers, Plowing the Dark

Mastered by Thomas Dimuzio at Gench Studios, San Francisco, California