Connor Fisher
From Butcher
The butcher admits that desire is a lucky lust. She lived in California. She lived in Buffalo. Butcher, based in friction, provides function. A butcher forms function. Not a soul. Butcher the most precise metaphor along sonic paths from “A” to “C”--its gap not a hole but real vibrating waves circling the center of my ear. A point not hollow with space. A point ringing the knife’s edge.