Then all four of us are placed onto adjacent sides of the octagon. Geometry-perfect, I lie between stone-hardness and froth, field of vision restricted to flesh and marble. Torsos incognito. Extremities not conjoined, nevertheless behold this giant lumbricus touristris, its dead skin peeling. Pir-ü Pak, “pure pure”— what’s the ablution to absolve me for— the […]