She says her name is Venetia. Like the blinds. She is a manifold of temporal flows. Her figures include dotted white lines that connect your hand to between her legs. You follow them into daydreams while she composes herself from sentences. She is young. She says stupid things
Stephen Hastings-King lives by a salt marsh in Essex, Massachusetts where he makes constraints, works with prepared piano and writes entertainments of various kinds. Some of his sound work is available at www.clairaudient.org. His short fictions have appeared in Nordicum-Mediterraneum, Sleepingfish, Black Warrior Review, Metazen and elsewhere.