Friday, April 17, 2026

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"There are two named individuals known to live at the North Pole."

"Wrocław reminded me of Tel Aviv. This strange playground where you can smoke weed on the beach and eat interesting things for brunch, just up the coast from Gaza, the world's largest prison camp, one of the most impoverished places on the planet, where a few of the people who used to live in Tel Aviv before the street art and the clubbing now drink polluted water, inside a cage, under a rain of Israeli bombs." —Ssam Kriss via

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly.

      "data center"

1.
quibble-strewn disquiet
querulous slate hairball
      not yet wrecked
   intricate rote
build nothing · on this tide plain

show-through slashing threadbright
thole what is dole-silver
      rant burble
   boulder roll
skyey pinball · passage vouchsafed

jaunty enough Jehu
of gerbil-dug bughouse
      windshield caught
   pollen cargo
wipes smeary · with thin turmoil

rickety whorl reeling
rooky ukulele
      downside copped
   to dust dungeons
readier spewed · than spun as castles

2.
Rue Morgue sans rigor
riffles the thrist pustules
      polychrome
   across chasms
Radiohead · harsh in the prenoon

wanderer of windings
awash in soot footballs
      Gumby-stoned
   stupors recalled
but not the music · that would make them

we build even bolder
burst through skies of erstwhile
      turquoise blank
   blurted like death
& the parking stillness · stabs with consequence

if they sent armed saltines
to assail our fireplace
      foul honor
   in the airt bled
weaving fables · like worn out pennies

scarce legible, lessons
in losing face gracefully
      constellations
   to be renamed:
the Jackal, the Jester · the Jewel-Encrusted

Death Cults.

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