Saturday, May 24, 2025

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The Beaver Pond. (via @maryanncorbett.bsky.social)

"...writing this book feels, to me, like indulging in, no, relishing a cream bun. All for me, but I let you take a bite." --Jen Calleja, Goblinhood: Goblin as a Mode (2024)

Evening Poem.

poison sunbeam · bark scabbard
circuitous cubeb · scry choir
   scry choir wiry
siren sentiments · the wall closed
i bank nada · dank Nabi

"Rather than the ornate wallpaper of the house, philosophy is its rumbling unglamorous heart."

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