“There is something kinetic in the stillness. It dawns on her it’s been too long
since she’s felt this connected and alive.”
Only connect with Yuli in what I gather is the intense genius-loci of a Californian desert and all its creatures predatory or otherwise, its axle-breaking routes to ridges, and a search for herself somehow by herself in counterpoint to her relationship with a stripper called Noam and a past one called Adam. A catharsis or purging, with the hope of something in counterpoint to the counterpoints themselves. Steve with Steve, too, and trees with trees, each tree called Joshua, and “before the Park was a Park.”
Highly atmospheric and so thoughtful I shall still be thinking about its moments, fore and aft, as above and below. As Zeno-slow as a tortoise’s crossing.
“…in the moment and being in strings of moments…”
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Nemonymous Night 