lee harvey oswald is at the bottom of a well, complaining of rot gut, dreaming of some idealistic mischief. his favorite exibit of rainforest flora is the collection of self-phagous orchids at the local cinemaplex; l.h.o. is an amature botanist of some caliber. his sister dreams of glamour & glass chandaliers. the concept of a brother & a sister, a mother & a father; this is all fabrication. there is only oswald, a small creature with a heart of malice who eats his meals from jars of baby food. oswald is toothless, but can do the most amazing things with projectiles in flight. he grew up in the circus. he was born a long time ago, & he laughs like sandpaper.