Gristle by Jordan A Rothacker
Gristle is alchemical theatre, a collection of weird tales, twelve fingers on the steering wheel, with D.H.Lawrence and Sylvia Plath asleep across the back seat, Chekov shivering on the hard shoulder. Gristle is a post-beat riddle, a comedy, a nightmare. Gristle is Salinger descending from his eyrie with a bottle of Thunderbird. Jordan A. Rothacker has stolen a dream car. The road doubles back upon itself, but the riders are still lost. Sincerity and foolishness glow from the map. Follow, follow, the Moon is over the blacktop and the canny ghosts and story serpents are coming out.