Thursday, April 21, 2011

late night words

The hippopotamus, though, was strikingly different. Perhaps it was newer, or younger, but to my eye none of the reasons for the lackluster appearance of the animals would have reflected a too long life in captivity. Rather, what I saw was a jaw of indescribable size yawning open, wider and wider, wide enough to accommodate my baby brother and myself and even our little dog Fritz, even though we had left the little dog at home, in accordance with our uncle's wishes for this outing. That wide open mouth was filled with teeth the size of billiard balls, colored the off-white of wild beasts but not yet darkened by age, and within the cavernous mouth was a tongue that was as menacing as the teeth.




reading
The city & the city / China Miéville

weather
wind! wind! wind!