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To a Minor Poet of the Greek Anthology.

"Gas has hit a price where siphoning it is a white-collar crime." —@sundaedivine.lol

Equinox soldier
bounced back email
wood pylon

coign lose

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Existential threat.

"moon lost between moons"

living with halfsilence
hilch like Jimothy
shadow from two suns
marplot at my own wisecracks

half-seen, half-felt, what next
in a world that's wholly dark
black light & sparklers
on a whisker

Astronaut Still on the Edge.

"Japanese counts small creatures with one word and cattle and horses with another. Silkworms are counted with the cattle. Ittō 一頭: one head of silkworm. They were given the best room in the farmhouse, and the name for them was o-kaiko-sama お蚕様, the honourable silkworm, with the suffix otherwise kept for customers and gods." —Renares via

Cintra Wilson prints now.

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Bruce Conner's film & one more.

"Riches are certainly no proof of merit: nay they are often (if not more commonly) acquired by persons of sordid minds and mean talents: nor do they give any intrinsic worth to the possessor; but, on the contrary, tend to pervert his understanding, and render his morals more depraved."
—Humphrey Clinker

Narrative of an American Girl.

"redefinition of the second"

stormlight, jet plane
still, some ploy
spools past rout
caught on beastfoot

Don't tell black people.

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That Force.

"Venus ate its moon"

leapfrog bookcrawl
Sunday
with web lure

why sort clouds
at boil

Mina Loy paintings.

"One moment at the Marlon James Powell's event I wanted to highlight, because it made me happy: We both love The Church's Under the Milky Way w/ fond memories of hearing it the first time. There's a great paragraph about the song in his new novel The Disappearers that captures the essence of the song" —@jeffvanderbeer.bsky.social

Moustache Blue.

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GoGo Penguin’s Window into Thrownness and Beyng.

"Silently the three came to the portals of the chamber, where entrance was barred only by a black arras wrought with the signs of night in silver, and bordered with a repetition of the fives names of the archfiend Thasaidon in scarlet thread." —@klarkasht.bsy.social

Marginalia: Nick Land’s Annihilation as a Station of the Cross.

"barrage of sides-taking"

deadbolt clunk
root hog
speedway whining
loss can pull
found poem

In Moscow.

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Rime of the Ancient Mariner.

scoriac mist
ruse of scathe clout
bronze swoosh
thought cries
guest foist

Senior Night.

"By the third day, my phone had died. There was no electricity, no way to recharge. All the extreme contingency plans I had carefully arranged (contacts in the UK experienced in ransom negotiations, FBI connections through family) became meaningless. We were unreachable." —KK Kozik via

Clown minimal: 20 tracks from techno’s goofiest moment.