A phrase without context, one I’ve written a thousand times and will write thousands more, in every language I know, backwards, forwards, inside out. It’s been in me for years and I’ve chased after it, even built a novel around it just so I could see it, feel it, be it. But it’s still here,…
edward j rathke lives here and there, finds his name in print occasionally, but mostly stares at the walls and waits for stories to fall out. His debut novel,
Ash Cinema, was published by KUBOA Press.