Zulu Night

Shane Stevens's novel Way Uptown In Another World is one of the most beautifully written books I've ever read. Every now and again, I'll pick up my very battered and very old copy from the shelf and re-read a chapter.

This morning I, again, came across one of my favorite passages:

“Soon the sun will shoot itself full of holes and lay down dead in the west, while Zulu night comes to suck out my eyeballs, leaving me only the soft slurp of black blood to tell me I’m alive. I stand up, trying to see myself in the windowpane but there’s no reflection. I’m invisible. I’ve got shape and mass but I don’t cast a reflection. People see me but they don’t really see me.”