Stories by Matt Levin
Aging actor Johnny St. Clair encounters a fan from his youthful days.
"Most mornings Henry contemplated Shotguns, very long and very old ones, And the dexterity of his toes."
And the figures, light and easy, slide / Off the page to run down a sunless sea /Where she writes with stones her name upon the deep
"It began in sickness, a delirium,/But it took root, snaked its leprous vine,/In ritual, in careful preparation."
"He stops thinking, a gauzy smile / And insensate love in his eyes."
"Overcome, waft over the surface of the earth — and show us things, glinting and easy, as we always wished them to be"
Oh, and by the way, don't forget to call your mother this weekend.
"...and an hour later I, emerging from an intoxicated state of panic, found myself self-administering a test for kidney stone."
"Ballooning clouds of misty red crawling up their stomach"