EXCERPT FROM AN INTERVIEW WITH THE ORTOLAN


What do you miss most?

Hunger.

Why?

Being empty is a pleasure.

What else?

Tree. Sky. Light.

How can you speak?

You catch my thoughts in the ether, I catch yours.

Are you dead?

Maybe.

What do you remember last?

Being held. Wine.

Wine?

Drowning in it.

Perhaps you are dead.

Yes. Perhaps.

Perhaps we all are.

I think this, sometimes.

What is your name?

Chirp twice alarm, one squeak food. In name brackets, of course. The parenthesis for names.

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