Thursday, February 15, 2007

Can't sleep, thinking about Benny Profane sitting on my parents' downstairs toilet, alligators, Virginia Dare.

"At the entrance to their land someone- not the children, they couldn't have done it- long ago built a road sign. It is a rotted log on which has been placed, carved from cherrywood, a book and a hand. The book is open and the hand rests on the book, one finger touching the single word carved in the open pages. The word is CROATOAN."

V is for venison.

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