Justification graveyard
"substituting one day for the next remaining attempt to emerge from the next gesture skip deity made entirely of language, to the next instant justification graveyard, like content, like everything else, like a given epic, like another battle dream beach distance, another metaphor without preemptive assumptions." From '[the incompressible shuffles into place]' by kari edwards This has been a tiring week, a relentless week. Not for me personally but for the world, or at least
All the small things
" You wouldn’t know it could feel so redundant— the wolfish starlings plunder the grass and nothing burns. Big Sur. We came here to rest. The coast, a color. The thought of nothing, the blue middle of my life— A cliff side and a footpath down to the small beach. And fire, there a cold wind. Long waves the whole year—restless, leafy and metallic," From 'The Sunlight' by Miguel Murphy A few weeks ago I was in the US. It seems like a lifetime away. All travellers face the same t
