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Kashmir.

"SHROUD

That which you wove out of light thread
I wear in honor of stone.
When in the dark I awaken
the screams, it blows on them, lightly.

Often, when I should stammer,
it raises forgotten crinkles
and he that I am forgives
him that I was.

But the god of the slagheaps
beats his most muted drum,
and just as the crinkle ran
the grim one puckers his brow,"

--Hamburger's Celan

"Violet and Corky are not exactly Lilly and Lana Wachowski, but the mob makes a pretty good stand-in for the film business."

"every time a helicopter flies over my house i’m certain a SWAT team is about to break down my door and arrest me for my posts" —@gregthemiller.bsky.social

NJ Friday night.