woods-phosphorus

November 21, 2024

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White phosphorus burning through the night
Skeleton crew on a slaver, hug the equator tight
Drone fly like metal kite
Hellfire out the sky, open your book to Revelations
Anyone hatin’, this your chance to get right

Thought:

“I don’t know which seems more futile to me right now, writing a novel or writing another book of social criticism. Both of them seem, in the current context, futile. I suppose what I’d most like to do is write for the sake of writing and not even try to publish. But, I’ve been sort of embarrassingly lucky in terms of being paid for my so-called dissent. My punishment, I suppose, is how many student papers I’ve had to grade.”

Curtis White

Christian Molenaar

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