Oct 9, 2016
"Isolated in the stomach, the black sadness floats upon a morbid fluid hastily brewed from the melting of the liver, colon, and pancreas. Moreover, in this unbearable stink discharged from the stomach can be read the absurd. Palpable as sound, a perfume of putrefaction spills out into the room. As if one were listening to the swan in the pond dying, which sings as it is dying."
Available from Action Books this December!