The Wretch of the Sun
Michael CiscoThe haunted house draws attention to the secret it keeps like a master who teases his pupils with unanswerable riddles. Or like secret police, who can't be entirely effective if they are entirely secret. These aren't questions that contain their own answers, like math problems. I do not have the answer any more than you do, because the answer isn't in the question, the answer is to leave behind the idea that a question is a door that an answer pulls finally shut. Once we've dutifully recited to the last syllable every thing we know, we are chastened or even taken aback by the paltry incommensurability of what we've just said with the haunted wealth that extends within and without us in all directions. At that moment, the suggestive ambivalence of a story will have to seem truer than the abbreviation of a hollow answer.
"Reading The Wretch of the Sun is akin to a ghost looking at its reflection in a mirror in a haunted house and finding nothing there, or too much there. An out-of-control freight train going from this world to the other and back whiteout / without knowing where it will stop, if ever." —Harry O. Morris