Here is Elsewhere

The Center: A Feedback Loop

They come in the evening after the watercress soup has been drained from his plastic dish, after the anti-inflammatory medication--ingested with a bit of bread, dipped in low-fat milk--settles like a paving stone in Ulysses Harrison’s stomach. An apparition from his past arrives, hovering on the periphery, shoulders raised, a look of solemn indignation on her face. There are others, though they are disinclined to reveal themselves, con. . .

Here is Elsewhere

The Center: A Feedback Loop

They come in the evening after the watercress soup has been drained from his plastic dish, after the anti-inflammatory medication--ingested with a bit of bread, dipped in low-fat milk--settles like a paving stone in Ulysses Harrison’s stomach. An apparition from his past arrives, hovering on the periphery, shoulders raised, a look of solemn indignation on her face. There are others, though they are disinclined to reveal themselves, con. . .