In literary theory, the chronotope is how a moment in time and space collide through language.


It is time for the earthworms,
for the mosquitoes and the termites
and the earwigs,
for the starling and the pigeon,
for the fleas and the vultures,
the sparrows, the angry rabbits,
the emus and the ash borers
and the raccoons, for the lame
and the blind and the turkey
buzzards and the jackals,
the opossums and the homeless
and the lice and the rats
and the autistics and the cockroaches
to rise


The Woman at the Laundromat Says I Need Two More Hands

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