Sublime

a master at the Nameless Art.

Then she’s gone. The car finds its way

Jetsam’s

She had a proprietary way of admiring other people’s possessions, as if all good taste were in some measure a tribute to herself.

No one can ever be abandoned, anywhere, ever. Full-out, four-alarm, symphonic narrative mayhem plays out all around them.

he’s as generous and eager as weeds.

fierce concision of Raymond Carver.

might the phrase get stuck in some pristine place, seep in like a slow-drip poison?