This here is me homunculus flesh puppet that me soul will transfer to in
the event of me death. It’s got no soul insider it right now, so we
keep it in a constant state a euphoria ter keep it from massacrin’ me
customers.
if you are a fan of the poem “what resembles the grave but isn’t,” you might be interested to know that the poet, anne boyer, resigned her position at the new york times magazine today, and her letter is worth reading in its entirety.
“If this resignation leaves a hole in the news the size of poetry, then that is the true shape of the present. ”
