Ursula K. Le Guin today: “In so far as one denies what is, one is possessed by what is not, the compulsions, the fantasies, the terrors that flock to fill the void.” OK, so here we go, here is what is: Bogie’s head lightly blurred by smoke and his quickening approach; Gloria’s smile warming, lips fuller; the smoke from her stubbed cigarette against a black shadow in the background: tiny Death wearing a white hoodie; the smoke from his, over thumbs now linked to form a heart when seen from above: a side-turned eye, its pupil constricted to a pinprick. These are just a few of the facts that are…. Keep going….⠀