Real is the Word They Use to Contain Us
As the sickly boy dreams in bed, the shadows beneath his parlorcurtain are stirring, taking shapes inexpressible even in a child'sdreams. "Real keeps us silent," argues the taxidermied rabbit tothe young air-rifle that shot it dead. "Real keeps us still. Youmust never ask anyone if they are Real."For exactly as long as history, a secret peace has bound thehuman and inanimate worlds. But the stories of the other world arepushing into our own, and that peace will be tested tonight...In this collection of twenty-six poems and the unbelievablyweird happenings that link them, Noah Wareness steals electricityfrom nihilistic horror fiction and shaggy late-night cartoons tocreate a landscape of profound loss, vertigo and wonder.