"∴rewind timebones' hit
splinter-mirth strait-screels, mine ribs
nane scratched through like þis
·
wheel-moon scrythes her watch
footprints gleam this howled dark
you, flame, and wold-roar∴"
--@wordingway.bsky.social
Scuffling with ICE in Minneapolis.
"It is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners."
—Albert Camus via @michiganpapa.bsky.social
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