Sometimes you never know if you are living above your own moss mill, and this poem will tell you about that + the most mysterious conveyor belt of all time.
Today's Featured Poem:
"Moss Mill" by Elizabeth Kolenda (@partyantithesis), from Issue 1 of @mercuryfirs.
Read #todayspoem here:
https://t.co/xIczhPkLXn
“I could lie down in front of you like a grid of dates and images, but to tell a story is to be in a relationship, so this is where I begin.”
V v amazed by this piece by @partyantithesis in @LaVagueJournal (heart prism refracting narrative/self jewel ah)
Today I got yelled at by a pedestrian, from the sidewalk, because I stopped my car to let him cross in the crosswalk ... he had a green light and the right of way!! Why was he so mad at me??
This is for sure the most Boston thing I have ever experienced.
Mark Baumer left earth four years ago today, after getting killed by the negligent driver of a car while walking across America barefoot to raise awareness about climate change. Here is a bit from the introduction I just wrote to his Selected Works, forthcoming from Fence.