Did you ever notice, sometime, when the lights are out and the shades are drawn, and you lie in your bed wondering where you've been and where you're going and how you're going to get there, how voices and echoes and visions from the past start sliding through your mind?...
"Louie, Portrait of a Corpse,"
Sketch: Vol. 23
, Article 12.
Available at: http://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol23/iss3/12