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More than Words.

"Woundrous

I misplaced wondrous
in the wound between
bone-stuck fatigue
and bus-window rain,
the street-priest's bray,
and rattle of keychains.

It resurfaced
inside a cracked apple,
skin learning
the smalltalk of
bruises,
the pop of juice
under thumbnails
coaching other colours."

—@theevilstuna.bsky.social

Fall of the Rebel Angels.

"I am for whatever can augment, annex, entangle, unmap. Opacity resembles the densely figured world, so extreme in its reversals and feints and equivocations, in its curious knotting of sensual and mental phenomena." —Riverwork

Bournemouth.