Taste: tart berries in winter
Touch: lumpy shifting coffee beans inside a foil bag; the sting of cold, the sting when metal unexpectedly strikes a knuckle, the sting of metal and cold together
Smell: oppressive singed metal, an electric heater
Sight: bluish headlights peer through the night and fog on the rain soaked freeway; the thirtysomething women modern dancers in long men's shirts and tights creating a carefree summer's day on stage in movement
Sound: bluegrass, twangs, strings, banjo, and husky, vibrating male and female voices, the men have mustaches, blue jeans, pot-bellies, and wild gray hair
Extra: amrita, the nectar of immortality; seismic shaking inside, in the belly, fission — betrayal; locating feelings in the body: horror in the gut, false hope in the shoulders and feet, true promise in the head and heart; how the heart is the only body part without which we immediately stop
Touch: lumpy shifting coffee beans inside a foil bag; the sting of cold, the sting when metal unexpectedly strikes a knuckle, the sting of metal and cold together
Smell: oppressive singed metal, an electric heater
Sight: bluish headlights peer through the night and fog on the rain soaked freeway; the thirtysomething women modern dancers in long men's shirts and tights creating a carefree summer's day on stage in movement
Sound: bluegrass, twangs, strings, banjo, and husky, vibrating male and female voices, the men have mustaches, blue jeans, pot-bellies, and wild gray hair
Extra: amrita, the nectar of immortality; seismic shaking inside, in the belly, fission — betrayal; locating feelings in the body: horror in the gut, false hope in the shoulders and feet, true promise in the head and heart; how the heart is the only body part without which we immediately stop
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