introduction
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Objects. Because objects have a different kind of containment than stories or prose or poems. Objects may be transparent, but seldom offer a window onto a world. In this sense, they are flat and composed of stubborn materials both real and abstract. Yet there are a few stories here, employing limited windows.
The author has tried to be clear about some things that are unclear, and to, always, start from and return to nothing.
The author insists that the chasm between word and world is vast, absolute, tragic, and hilarious. It is the lot of all those who employ, or are employed, by language, to return to scratch this awful itch; it is our lot.
*As with all else here, this introduction has a lifespan and is subject to change, decay, revision, rot.
To restore silence
S. Beckett, Molloy
is the role of objects.