the secret guerdon

(Haumea & its ring, via)

particolored epochs
firstborn in a caul

hardcore soft porn
CKAFYBARJA

at the bottom of a lake
ice phase-shift

one peel of lemon
one peel of orange

poems i sent to Joey's rag
half my face burning

Blesk

Velimirovic.

"He taught me how to take apart an ant-hill and find the caterpillar of a Blue which had concluded a barbaric pact with its inhabitants, and I saw how an ant, greedily tickling a hind segment of that caterpillar's clumsy, sluglike little body, forced it to excrete a drop of intoxicant juice, which it swallowed immediately. In compensation it offered its own larvae as food; it was as if cows gave us Chartreuse and we gave them our infants to eat." --Nabokov, The Gift (tr Scammell & VN, 1963)