Oh Trinity, Oh Cartier, Oh Hotel Dorset
Thick red flowers dying in a window display
Color so plush a peninsula
A gorgeous silver trumpet
steams up from the dermis
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Dr. Lucas Mix and his wife were driving in their car outside Laramie, Wyoming. The next thing they knew was that they were in the wilds of Mexico, thousands of miles away, although only twenty-four hours had passed. They had no idea how they had come to be there.
Of course, the usual questions arose: Who are we? What have we become? Wherein and why have we been cast? Whereto are we hastening? From what have we been freed?
The only clue was that their car was scorched on the outside.
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Joy Williams | “Buick Le Sabre”