by orchaeus | Oct 14, 2024 | Status Update
Absence’s Arcs I wasn’t after the dog’s shadow. Chasing that shitty car until the calendar screamed and wrinkled up its stained skirt. Her hand broke through the wall of my every disaster, but disappeared again, white and lost in perfect absences....
by orchaeus | Oct 13, 2024 | Status Update
” Suppose that ‘god’ »dies into individual human and cultural births—that’s god dying, and, conversely, when we die, part of god is resurrected. ” — an a i
by orchaeus | Oct 12, 2024 | Status Update
SUCCOI: Sudden unexpected catastrophic change of interiority.
by orchaeus | Oct 12, 2024 | Status Update
Carbon: The only kind of dating I do.
by orchaeus | Oct 12, 2024 | Shared Post
Something of what actual poetry resembles when performed… with the memory of the muses and origin … directly remembered in voice and intent.
