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This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. I could feel my fiber peeling—my blood spread thin—my pupils slurred. My forehead pounded in my gut. Where are your brothers? I pleaded and I praised. I pushed my arms in up to my elbows. Through the bogged lots. Fine company, no doubt, I would suppose. Me and my brothers, though; we fought hard. The earth was bottomless and greedy.

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    I could go on at what these days were but the truth is I am tired. Would yo.

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    For the apocalyptically minded Butler, language isn't employed simply to Sky Saw. Blake Butler. Tyrant (Consortium, dist.), $15 trade paper.
    Out in front of our house in shorts and dress shirt, a huge crucifix around his neck. The cob of old mud dried to figures, streams of dead beds in the earth.

    Blake Butler Death Update Dazed

    The fronts of houses stunned or smushed. Is it deity-like?

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    The earth changed colors every inch: from one bright red bed where the earthworms had stopped wriggling; to the grayish murk of deadened roots; to the gray-blue glisten of long-hidden soil uncovered; then into the harder crusting, where the soil slipped from brown to heavy black, so thick and enriched I could hardly pry.

    Now that was over.

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    The old roof groaned under the pouring. Her flesh pale as nothing. She pressed a thumbprint into my neck flesh.

    Sky Saw by Blake Butler

    Here and there, perhaps, a flower, its sad head puckered through the muck. We were old boys in those small bodies. Its sibling, once birthed, reeks of biscuit gravy. Sky Sawby Blake Butler.

    Author Blake Butler took a scalpel to his name and removed the vowels.

    As a result, the cover of Sky Saw, his latest release, read: BLK BTLR. After finishing my reading of Sky Saw, Blake Butler's newly published novel, I went back and looked over my review of There Is No Year.

    James Yates The Deleted Era Blake Butler's Sky Saw

    You see, when you read Blake Butler's Sky Saw, the book is not only being read but also speaking back to you. It's telling you to stop, take a.
    And somewhere deeper, snug below them, I knew, my mother— Ann— her bad back creaking with the bruised spin of the earth. Then there was nothing left but dark. Up the yards then. In orange and gray and yellow.

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    After Phillip faltered, there were no longer enough arms to hold the house.

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    He roamed the neighborhood undressed and eyes closed.

    I blinked and blinked.

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    Which seems fitting for a novel mired in a prolonged astonishment with transformation——a weird kind of hope that unravels upon itself over each page. I no longer believed that I had something—that there would be better—that we could nuzzle. At such a time, the writer, in my case, must simply view the work for what it was intended to be and not in light of how I, or anyone else, may have approached it.

    But, this mentioned, I cannot propose to fully see the entire traditional story Butler says has laid out in this new book. Where are your brothers?