lisa borkovich
Faction: A Blend of Black Hole Fact and Fiction
to re-cognize that a black hole similar to the black void of space may be black though not necessarily in colour as void seems to have no colour but is full of light and may be dark (very dark) and void like a hole is devoid of a centre unless it is a hole in the centre of something fuller rather than simply empty, being a ginormous attractor field unavoidably pulling every thing into its singularity which is another name for its centre, necessarily devoid of self as a (w)hole but dense as in tightly packed matter and declaring that’s me, that’s what I am is to avoid both the complex, which is complex, and the tendency toward voidance (and violence), which simply verges on cynicism, a distinction allowing some of the parts, but not all, in reality very few, to live with the paradox of (non-) existence which requires a singleness that is not singular but everything.
Lisa Borkovich writes poetry and short fiction. Her poetry and prose has appeared in various national and international journals and ezines, most recently, The New Quarterly, Hamilton Arts and Letters Magazine, IWA/45 Magazine Literary Journal, Asylum Magazine, Canadian Literature (upcoming), Amethyst Review, Soul Forte, and The Human Writers. She lives in Hamilton, Ontario.