when all our days are numbered marching bands will fill the streets and we will not hear them because we will be upstairs in the clouds
(mud luscious press, 2010)
*this version has been out of print since 2013, i don’t have any more copies.
PRAISE
“My advice: those who are to read Sasha Fletcher's delightful enjoinder WHEN ALL OUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED should go into an empty house of an afternoon, shut themselves in a backroom closet on a low shelf, & read straight through without stopping.” - Jesse Ball, author of The Way Through Doors
”Sasha Fletcher belongs to a new generation of writers who dare to risk language & imagination in equal measure. Every sharp line cuts & curls & the result is a world both familiar & exotic. This novella is part concept album, part epic poem, part twisted fable. A dream & a flood.” - Ropert Lopez, author of Kamby Bolongo Mean River
”Sasha Fletcher, with his dream catastrophes & immense loves, can wand us into a new world. Here is a story that glistens.” - Deb Olin Unferth, author of Vacation