The God of Water

They’re called Sea Angels, nearly microscopic they fly beneath the ice in the waters near Japan. I imagine them a fluid, gliding constellation– each their own design and distinct yet innumerable and that maybe we’ve got it flipped– it’s the sky’s reflection: we’ve been searching and insisting for god pining with craned necks doing everythingContinue reading “The God of Water”


current attitude: tea quiet sweet milky (non-dairy, standard) 2,000 or so Veterans are en route to Standing Rock. Listen to the way your body responds to that. (pleasure of all pleasures) “Christmas” is on the way… fuck that noise. Capitalism is an opioid, distresses the guts and makes you constipated. We don’t need presents. WeContinue reading “Sssssh”