Atar Hadari

Satan on the hills at a high place looking to restore some kind of order to perspective: “Look kid,” he says, “it’s like this” I make you an offer, you make a counter offer- really, we shouldn’t even be talking you sure you haven’t got an agent?” Jesus . . . . Continue Reading »

A house alongside the roadhas been gutted; a few remainsof the furnishings”wallpaper, toasters, beams”peak out amid the empty woundswhere the building gave up its ghostlike an old man opening wide for one last breath”only the fire here openedevery mouth, all over the bodya gash in . . . . Continue Reading »