The vibration of a big rig, the hard repetitive thud/smacks of the rubber hitting the uneven concrete separations on the interstate, pulsated through the earth to the stools and seats in the restaurant. It was enough to remind him of the softer click/clack sound steel wheels of rail cars rolling along had made before the
1. Statements “If you mean: Do I believe in an old man with a gray beard up in the sky? then, no— but I believe there’s something— a force—that underlies everything. Maybe God is the Universe or the force behind the Universe. It’s kind of hard to express.” • “I’m not a religious person— I’m
*** Iella (http://cargocollective.com/iella) is creature with an uncontrollable tendency to draw on things. Based in London, it dabbles in illustration, sequential art, doodling people on the tube and some traditional fine art.