Long shapes a world that is rich and mesmeric, at times even baffling. A place where the blur between fiction and non-fiction is not a threat to our reality, but an affirmation that we have found its beginning. Long’s flash fiction is no phantom in a bottle. He reminds us that, bright as it may be, it is not the light but our own eyes that do the flickering. The light endures, as does Long’s wit and craft in this exercise on the ineffable.