Plague Diary: rat fur dreams midnight

we meet a rat at midnight in the city

Plague Diary: Intimate Questionz

Plague Diary: Intimate Questionz

Plague Diary: hyper object rotten potato bottom stone soup

we have reached a new bottom of july despair that calls for breaking things and diving into the rotten potato

nice day with swan

Plague Diary: nice day with swan Sick of winter poet emerges with homeless

Plague diary: have you read Gogol?

The inmate, addicted to the internet, finds pleasure again in a beloved old vice

Plague Diary: beauty is but the beginning of terror Rilke, tr by Mitchell

The beautiful weather outside does not match the weather of the heart. The poetry of it.

photo by Florin Ion Firimita

poetry, voltaire, john godfrey, scarecrow dollars, wise transience

Journal of the Plague: How to Talk to Your Face