Vyt Bakaitis

Stars in a Black Cup

This time out our author, a more or less believable character straight from life, while engaged on his big secret work, now expected to run to sheer volume, each entry absolutely unique, prime in quality and prodigal with footnotes, is shocked to discover he has nothing more to show or endow, and no time left to cover his tracks.

“I see the moon,” he proclaims, sure he’s not the first to be saying it, though tonight in the company of close friends he feels like looking in on the universe by the wrong end of a portable telescope.

And laughs and laughs so his eyes squint shut.

Stars in a black cup.