Wednesday, July 15, 2026

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"I live only on the surface. She descends into profound waters, her darkness obscuring her in the shadows from predators above, her iridescent lightness blending and absorbing her into the ice, the sky and the light to predators below."

I’ve often thought that instead of forcing highschoolers & sophomores to read books that they lack the language expertise to situate, they should instead be given lots of books from the pulp era, which is about as far back as recognizably current english goes & is entirely story-driven.

Crazy Train.

"stop short of the crosswalk"

icebergmask, oorie mortmain
iron logic of maw stodgefest
       kaiju chess
as the overpass · & its orange
   antlers chortle

mackerel sky skulking
escalate vacantcost
       woods shadow
   plans' shudder
pothole counting · piqued by this smooth stretch

Barbara Allen.

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