The Text Stares Back

In John Edgar Wideman’s Hiding Place there is a passage which puts one in mind of Story of the Eye by Georges Bataille if only because of the preponderance of eyes.

Once upon a time. Once upon a time, he thought, if them stories I been hearing all my life are true, once upon a time they said God’s green earth was peaceful and quiet. […] You’re in a story. […]

And it continues. [with password: stanza]

And so for day 2072

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