in the midst of its most moving performance, the house courts a mother’s indifference to the make-believe called to blind its only son.  the old, so serenely full of chaos, are elsewhere.  a father communes with god.  together, they form a placebo of distance.  a room without a mirror attracts a room with.  my brother

(a suicide
watch  
on steroids)

wants his face to leave a mark.