"Inquiring
Saying death
Drift
Of potential
An earnest thing
Of workmanship
Thawing air
Sweet as a demise
Dwell
At an immortal shelf
A raft of nooks
The dusk of thirst
To inquire
To leave writing against a buttercup
Fit and unfit
Like an abode"
--Issue-1, 1739
"I spoke to a talented junior scientist who just got a good faculty job offer in the US and they told me 'well I wouldn’t move to 1930s Germany either' so that’s how that’s going" --@astrokatie.bsky.social
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