Three Ways to War Poetically
Language is where our brains hit the world. We need to cultivate it in a right-hemispheric way.
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A malign pincer grips our weary souls as I peck out these words in the bleak dawn of early 2025. You feel it too. That dull ache in your ribcage ain't a cardiac event. It's the life force being throttled out of you by a twin-pronged