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He’s back, baby

pure blackwood/machen worship

"An upwelling current, tumbling shipwrecked bones here round and round from bottom to surface, for how long? There's a fountain of small bones, from the hands and feet, and back bones in with them, spinning there in that spot; a pelvis makes a long arching pass away from us, up from the dark and then down into it again, like a white ray."

gas station carnivals is a perfect story

well well well if it isn't my exact shit

premature communication is just an unreasonably good short story. jesus

"I lay inert on the bed and it took three women to put on my trousers. They didn't seem to take much interest in my private parts which to tell you the truth were nothing to write home about, I didn't take much interest in them myself. But they might have passed some remark."

it’s fucking me up!

"I have no desire to twist and batter an unambiguous apparatus criticus into the monstrous semblance of a novel" lmfao

Humans, well-fed and fecund with the products of their agricultural evolution, began converting the great forests of Europe into farmsteads… And what of the wild aurochs? Deity of the Pleistocene, majestic urus of the Romans, it could only retreat to the shadows as its dull-witted progeny, harnessed to wagon and plow, helped their masters shred the wild landscape on which the last of the ice age bulls depended.