October 2011
78 posts
September 2011
32 posts
Whoah- this place has been turned into one spooky shack, man,” he murmured...
– Lunar Park, Bret Easton Ellis (2005)
man is a god in ruins
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
Unfinished
if only I
were razor wire
I could
hate,
hate,
hate,
and know it was true
the thread of a screw?
well I’d writhe
and I’d writhe
barren but
not blind to
you,
you,
you,
in the gown
of fire you
wore back
from Salem
ciphers and sunlight
lashed to your lips
like promise
of rain
but you’d beg gor
a smoke signal
yeah you’d
plead,
plead,
plead
to...
and she had mourned enough for a thousand
broken towers, her eyesight was...
– Dionne Brand, Ossuaries
Anonymous asked: what happened
what brutal hours, what brutal days,
do not say, oh find the good in it, do not...
– Dionne Brand, Ossuaries