Sublime

There are a number of poems that share that leitmotif, that questioning of identity and reality. Those are the strongest.”

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The Call of Cthulhu,

Titus from Tyler, in Julie’s imagination a sunblasted and horizonless patch of infinite Texas, a necromantic Dia de los Muertos city of prisoners and roses, where Titus had been raised by a forbidding grandmother known as Shy.

He feels like dry wood in my hands, but there is a strange light in his sunken eyes, like he has swallowed the sun.

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