ATD stars above, abyssal plain below

[Hepzibah Pyncheon]

Christ, AtD's erasing itself as I read. It's like
those Russian novels; I can't keep the cast straight.
I've met, so to speak, this way hot mathematician, a
BABE, but I fear she'll flicker in and out of
existence as the Chums of Chance seem to do. Perhaps
this is quantum-mechanical fiction and I am as
ill-equiped to swim in its space/time foam as I would
be in the antibouyant blow beneath a cateract.

Oceans behind and before me. Benthic horrors at my
weary feet. How long can I tread water?


Ever yours,
Hepzie

"It still lacked half-an-hour of sunrise when Miss Hepzibah ... arose from her solitary pillow and began what it would be mockery to term the adornment of her person."
Hawthorne


		
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