Ebs Sanders on Their Poems

My favorite horror movie is House (1977) which was introduced to me years ago by my dungeon master and fellow Cul-de-sac of Blood contributor Faye Chevalier. The director of House, Nobuhiko Obayashi, consulted extensively with his then ten year-old kid on the film. Obayashi says: "I always discuss important matters with children. Adults can only think about things they understand, so everything stays on that boring human level. But children come up with things that can't be explained. They like the strange and mysterious. The power of cinema isn't in the explainable, but in the strange and inexplicable." 

There’s a necessary opening in what can’t be comprehended in immediate reality but can be imagined as possible. I don’t see how anything could get radically transformed without it. 

It’s easy to forget how being afraid as a kid felt and that forgetting is probably necessary for surviving. With the first poem I was trying to remember. 

The radical imaginative capacity kids inherently possess gets sucked dry by school, by work, pretty quickly. That’s in part what the second poem, “Mindkiller,” is about. My friend's boss is still out there. I want to thank my friend for letting me share her experience.