On the crooked mile

by Amandeep Jutla

You’ll have to take the crooked mile. The straight won’t get you there. Do not, under any circumstances, open your eyes. Trust me, you won’t want to see where you are. Take small steps. Be careful. The crooked earth moves just as you do. If you’re not careful, you’ll trip. If you trip, you’ll fall. If you fall, you’ll die. Death on the crooked mile is more painful than a thousand deaths in straightspace. Crooked pain could bleach the deepest and most excruciating straight pain into bliss. Make it, and maybe you’ll understand. Maybe you’ll be crooked, too.