What’s Done
Do you see my beacon? Do you see the tower, lit and smoking like tallow? Now the world will know…
They will know the tower’s authority is not absolute.
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The Secret Ingredient
I have something you will never find in your encrypted archive, in your registry, in your solid state cold storage.
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Shadow body mirror world
When I was lost in the light, I made my own dark, and it walked with me — my ageless shadow, my loyal replica. And in this mirror, another — a replica of the world.
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Transparency
She didn’t need to study the spell in a grimoire, or learn it from a back-alley conjurer… she had it in herself already, and she found it easily enough.
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How to be a destination
Hey, you, doing that thing you are doing! Do you remember a moment ago, when you were doing a different thing? Pausing briefly for a breath, perhaps, or walking through an already-open door?
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Luminous Penitence
“Look at me! Clay in the shape of stillness, reverence formed from plaster by God’s hands.“
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The Discerning Pacifist
“This is the sword of the Order. It has no patience for petty violence, no appetite for blood and flesh. The sword‘s purpose is to cut through oppression, to cleave the chains of the mind.”
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How Long I’ve Waited
“They told me I could come out when the sky turned red and the sun turned into the moon. Finally, I can move, I can open my eyes, and I can cross the threshold.”
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Unlikely Partners
We fight different demons
We carry the light differently
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Take Up No Space
Hey, I made a zine! This image is from one one of the spreads, and the whole thing is one single small poem broken up onto the facing pages.
