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The Committee.

mild, burnt orange elder
arch capstone of drain rapture
winterdead award hands
weird old book that brims hookworm

cybertruck in silver
soft granite skies no fly zone
gatekeeper megilp stains
Garamond graved bare bodkin

In Praise of Shadows. (pdf)

"The only places we really need are the in-between places that aren't places for they are trajectories of maximum possibility..." —Barefoot in the Head

"Though he addressed it 'Dear Sir,' Dickens — whom Eliot had met in 1852 and found 'disappointing [and with] no benevolence in the face and I think little in the heart' — makes a point of his intuition that the writer, despite popular rumors, was a woman."