Thursday, April 17, 2025

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I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel to be Free.

"The burning ship drove on, as if remorselessly commissioned to some vengeful deed." --@mobydickatsea.bsky.social

Sseason of the Witch.

"surface of instant smash"

ordered amsace · ill-filtered
this dark dingleness · of mad shouting
rights arrest · extreme fealty
the masked goons · gallop like turnips
faroff sunrise · a myth without shadows
brightwork · on the plunging blade

"Ravenous for rings, I seek them in stanzas, palpate rubies for esoteric meaning, unearth minuatae in Paul Celan teaching someone how to peel chestnuts, in how he uses the word plunge to describe the motion of time."

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