Wednesday, December 11, 2024

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He Had It Coming.

"I find it vaguely comforting they found Xanax in al-Assad’s palace. Like oh good even the homicidal maniacs are on the edge" --@coolhand.bsky.social

Ai & Comp Lit class.

"Pitcher

His art is eccentricity, his aim
How not to hit the mark he seems to aim at,

His passion how to avoid the obvious,
His technique how to vary the avoidance.

The others throw to be comprehended. He
Throws to be a moment misunderstood.

Yet not too much. Not errant, arrant, wild,
But every seeming aberration willed.

Not to, yet still, still to communicate
Making the batter understand too late."

--Robert Francis

Quem deus vult.

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