The Falcon

At rest in motion, aloft and alone or on the glove of my employ. I've pulled a card of opulence but care for only one thing.

Rooster Land
Verses & Vignettes &c.

Encapsulation

It has been 123003505 seconds since we began. Animals, Ink. got its start 81833905 seconds ago .

Nota Bene

"The novel sprang from the letter, the diary, the report of a journey; it felt itself alive in the form of every record of private life. Subjectivity was soon everybody’s subject." – William Gass