bloody streams incarnate

Posted on May 26, 2021 by istsfor manity

The Glass Eater’s Advice

Agh. Agh!

Don’t talk to me about bloody urine, son! There were days when I’d drink ground glass shakes and piss blood clots all day.

I’d pee bloody streams incarnate!

So go away with your complaints of I’ve got discolored urine, dad. I used to piss shards, lad.

Shards!

“How do we begin to make sense of our own complicity, however reluctant, in this nightmare? I know that I’m complicit; my hands drip crude. Hell is murky.”

— Nathaniel Rich / Losing Earth

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i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....

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