Assumptions We Might Make About The Postworld

Synopsis

Fiction. The Small Future Parables Of Assumptions We Might Make About The Postworld Take Place In A World Very Much Like Our Own--and Not--weaving What Amounts To A Beguiling Meditation On Inconsolable Loss. In The Mundane Dailiness Of This World, Men And Women Of Forbearance And Good Nature Embrace World-altering Anomalies Of Difference--a Missing Part, A Troubling Cough, A Lack Of Body Altogether--with Carefree Insouciance, While Somewhere Just The Next Story Over, Amorphous Aliens Gorge On Seconds, Vast Schools Of Glittering Fish Appear Out Of Nowhere For Secret Visitations In The Night, And A Tiny Private Tear Rends An Opening In The Fabric Of The Universe Itself. Meantime, All They Ever Wanted-- All Any Of Them Ever Wanted--was Something They Might Call Grace Before Everything Disappears Altogether In The Postworld, When Herds Of Unrecognizable Animals Inherit The Earth.