Down there, pressure is a bombastic creator. This deep black well is lit with the spray of biophotons. Your periphery is a dim void out of which anything can spring. Snakes of coal, who tempt with spheres of light. Unnatural bodies wrapped around bent spines.… Read More
Sometimes I feel dizzy when I watch groups of people on bicycles, at least when they’re getting on the ferry. It never happens when I’m in that position myself. Vertigo exemption. When you’re on a bicycle on a boat you are grappling with three layers of movement, bike, sea, planet.… Read More
Here at The Society of National Industry, we try and devote as much psychic energy as we can to the dismantling of the neoliberal, patriarchal, hyper-capitalist, colonialist dystopia that we currently live in. Bernie Sanders is someone who’s views and ethics we deeply respect, and the idea of the turmoil and devastation of the last couple decades manifesting a president like him sends tingles up our spines.… Read More
We watch angels sneak away to snort particles of light. We see their faces brighten into pure volcanoes. We see their wings move like hummingbird whisks as they furtively resume their mandated orbits. For angels can only shirk circumnavigation of the divine for the briefest snap.… Read More
A scattered bit of bits. I am an old woman wearing a huge bag on her back, picking up little threads and stuffing them inside for later. I’m an aggregator of my own content. I’m a damaged archive.
– When you divide something in half, it becomes half, and each time it separates again it becomes half and half and half of what it was before.… Read More