Today I’m liking…

a parliament of owls by Brentley Frazer, featured author on New Aesthetic.

— In bed, Faith says — I dreamed of suicide. Her lover, Futility, absent-mindedly smoothing back his hair, intones — you should do it, but only after Promise breaks the deal. Promise unfastens her bra and steps clumsy toward them, like a lady drinking milk on a train, at once iconic and awkward.