Sunday, May 03, 2026

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These are the Mice Temples.

"tiny white flowers
neighbor’s Parsley Hawthorn tree
its promise of fruit
—i often wonder why
peace can’t be this simple"

—@evecastle.bsky.social

"But there are limits to repudiation."

"Frog pulled Toad up onto the island. Toad looked in the basket. The sandwiches were wet. The pitcher of iced tea was empty." —@frogandtoadbot.bsky.social

"Atonality has, in many senses, come and gone: it should feel as wound up with the decades of, oh, 1910-1950 as swing jazz or great Depression dustbowl ballads."

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