Gyroscope Review 16-4 - Page 45

THE PHILISTINE SKULL BY DARYL MURANAKA I scream or laugh. After 3000 years who can really tell anymore? My open jaw, my stony teeth taunt you, your lack of progress, of imagination. Here I am disembodied, broken, with no nose for my effort, being handled and brushed and washed across my dimpled face, and still here I am with more life than you.
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