The fear of heights evolved from a fear of birds The fear of birds evolved from my grandma’s parrot that knows too much The fear of snakes evolved from the Garden of Eden incident The fear of women evolved from the Garden of Eden incident The fear of water evolved from peeing the cave bed
The torrent above whips and whirls, but in the cave there is fire. The flickering glow within casts its shadows upon the cliff face: a roiling mass, figures, limbs. Behind the pounding of the rain, a high melodic hoot wends its way through the turbid air. Come close, dear reader. Watch, listen. This is where