( m. ismet arca in asemic / via )

"A priest was standing next to me, and I threw the eggs at the painting and he asked, ‘What are you doing?’ I said ‘It’s Stalin, he killed my ancestors!’."

"ONCE UPON A TIME A SMALL

Once upon a time a small
warm iron was alone. No
Noise, no wine let in.
Lightly at the sea ran, while no
Ice was, thrush-pink in a
See-egg. All wink: tear
like all seeds. Sink in,
water germ, no, alone -
in a pillow. All warmth
once upon a time’s a mall."

--Unica Zürn

The Big List of Poetry Podcasts.

"Instead of calling it a performance I will call it a caprice." --@EverySongIveEve

The latent political consciousness.