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First published March 11, 2021


I know what I know
The mouth is an orifice that should not weep red.
Old men should not purr.
Feeling of being a bowl of broth someone wants to eat before licking clean the spoon they ate you with. Thinking If I'm to be eaten best make sure I'm scalding hot, best make sure their tongues are blistering.
Slow sun today, taking its time in rising and setting and so my knees feel torn with the drawn-out devotion. Down to where the grass turns crisp with the sea and then further to where the wolves sometimes do their savaging, the soil there reddy with little cubs' bleeding. The wolves will die out if they're not careful, killing off their young. But then all they're doing is all any of us can do, which is the thing that makes sense at the time.
This is how we grew up: living inside a mistake until someone told you otherwise, and then living inside the shadow the mistake had made.
People overcomplicate Nature because they think her driven by something crude and fallible, something akin to human logic, and so they detect false errors and instances of cruelty.
The simplest answer, the route most direct: that's what we must look to.
What we know: when an interior, biological shift occurs within a species it is in response to an alteration in that species' environment.
What else we know: this new environment is proving more hostile to some of us than others.
Not an extinction, then, but a purge.
come to my blog!The water turned a mouth that will swallow, uncomplaining, anything you can think to put inside it. Indiscriminate, salty and pure. The whales and their roaring flesh, a swarm with strands of lightning caught inside, a sister and her brother who have been waiting on red wind, red rain, red hurricane and I see it now, the red come through rushed with crimson rinsed carmine blushing ruby and puce rich with hum not wind and not rain and not the earth shaking only a woman singing since she was a girl only a boy still waiting to grow and the red on us, the red – I see it now, the wide red ocean leaving its red stain across the shore that’s where we’ll go

Carmine, ruby, garnet, puce -- when you see it you start running.
Salt your hands and wash out your eyes when you see the red man coming.