Looking as Discourse: [from] These Late Eclipses (Strickenfield)
Nothing to stand on, nowhere to be: the calving of an internal interval.
from "Slim Confessions" by Sarah Minor
The Icelandic word for lamb is “lamb,” but the village where I climb down from a tall, hot bus is called “Hvammstangi” and I’ll never learn to pronounce it quite right.