Eric Frey


pub­lish­ing house, con­trac­tual oblig­a­tions, hours imag­ined. while liv­ing near the coast: an atlantic view, amassed stag­ger­ing col­lec­tions of unfin­ished, can­ni­bal­ized, and recon­sti­tuted writ­ings col­lected nowhere posthu­mously reflect­ing the would-be dis­cre­tionary range of author’s strate­gi­cally cel­e­brated authen­tic­ity. never: for many rea­sons sec­ond: and while third: penul­ti­mately. i do not believe any of this.

also: ghosts can’t use micro­phones, their voices don’t pick up.

Selections by Eric