Gabrielle Calvocoressi

Back into the body all the lightning goes back into the body. Up through the crown of the skull and round again like the Whip-It at the fairgrounds. Pushing the boundaries of the light body. Overloading the light body. Silly bowl shaking above the bowl of the skull, which is a ...

My skin sack was taken to the Hall of Pictures in the Capitol. My Zipps seemed made to slide across the marble floor. Though careful careful of my balance. So walked slow as the other kids flew by. Slow and serious skater. Past the paintings and the statues of steel men in ...