Jan Hammer: Crockett’s theme
“Blue, a blue muted but like diamond splinters that rocket through heads leaving holes and fissures, filling them with buzz till I look at my own should-be blue eyes in a bathroom mirror and see only wet black gaps yawning back, stains of ash, irises devoured by pupils that are islands in tired off-white oceans.”
—Miles Klee, Ivyland
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