Which made him feel that he should hold himself very still, that he should be very careful about what he said, that if he breathed wrong more parts of the world would disappear.
If only I can figure it out , he told himself, then I’ll be able to go on with my life . But he knew even as he said this how arbitrary it was, how this act of understanding some small part of the world could not stand in for the many incomprehensibilities of which the world was composed. “Lost dog” by Brian Evenson
And it was there that things began to go odd for me, that the world I thought I knew took a dark turn, and I began to see that all I had thought I knew I knew not at all. “Dapplegrim” by Brian Evenson
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