My Review of Last Night’s Swans Show

June 14, 2013

A man’s voice sounds like god, repeating the same sentence I cannot make out. Around me, angry ocean waves scream with open mouths full of sharp razor teeth but they always crash and so I feel safe. In purgatory, emotions hang like damp towels stuck to glaciers. I draw a question mark on my arm with my finger. It doesn’t leave a mark but I know it’s there. 

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