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Bulletins from the Hermitage

Writing


Offering VII: The Great Winter of '25
February 18, 2025 They say we are all one and telepathy is real Unnoticed, we ignore the rocks and stones believing only flesh sometimes...
Jul 8


Offering VI: a stone, a leaf, an unfound door
February 17, 2025 Once when you were dying in a hospital bed in the kitchen you explained The Things that Bring You Back Ensnared I...
Jul 8


Offering V: Quitting Time
February 16, 2025 five o'clock turn out the shop lights walk across the lawn to me
Jul 8


Offering IV: The Twenty-fourth Day
February 15, 2025 Twenty-four days since you left us and objects rearrange themselves in your absence blended, thinned-out lacking your...
Jul 8


Offering III: Uncovered
February 13, 2025 The snow has come, my love and were we younger the snowshoes would be rummaged from the attic "They don't work" you...
Jul 8


Offering II: Delivery
February 8, 2025 The Hermitage has seen eighteen wintery days since you left us and lo and behold... Your new chair, delivered today the...
Jul 7


Offering I: The Fabulous Reaper
Date Unknown Dear One, how sadly the last days fell one-by-one like petals lighting atop shimmering lakes of Mercury with suspended...
Jul 7


What would someone who loved themself do?
Good question, no? Much has happened at The Hermitage since the end of the long 500 years of turmoil, but I managed to survive the...
Jul 7


The Insouciance of Dreams
Now: I finally found you after the building of massive monuments brick and mortar endless pilgrimage bloody feet walking snowdeep wild...
Feb 24


Going Away: The Glories of Self-Emolation
Preparation "What would it take to set yourself on fire? How long before the act do you plan? Is it necessary to be in some altered state...
Jan 20


dis ease (Winter Solstice)
HAIL ALL YE, from inside the lions den. All the jokers fakers ogres and fools, my people, you are welcome here, at the end of time. The...
Dec 23, 2024


Says Old Jim
Where my tepee is attached to the world there are many lashings. My mother lashed me to her back as a baby and there I faced the future....
Nov 3, 2024


The Gathering Children
I am afraid I have, in the past, described an ideal life at the Hermitage, but environmentally destructive land use norms have been...
Aug 25, 2024


Phonetics Part II: Fricatives
Thus a baby was born into a family unable to breathe freely, a self-conscious bunch that drew their bloodyline through generations and...
Jul 27, 2024


Phonetics Part I: Plosives
Stop Yesterday here at the Hermitage, all and at once the birds stood still. Little silhouettes on tree branches posed midalight and...
May 11, 2024


Melancholy County
Have you seen my father? I know he is living on the earth somewhere, but I have not been in his presence for hundreds of years. I was...
Mar 24, 2024


Blood
i cut my finger this morning red blood born into the world a storm of birds crooked their necks toward the sound of the spaces in between...
Mar 14, 2024


Sightings
I. Walking down the sloping paved entry into the trailer park on the outskirts of my hometown, I scanned the rugged terrain to my right....
Mar 8, 2024


Movie Montage Series: Love Comes at Night
All through the night the storm raged and your eyes looked blankly through the window at me I let you in "Where are the others, the...
Feb 22, 2024


He Who Wears Fingers as a Necklace
Following Starlet's foray into the Realm of Love, she at once became a disciple of Gautama Buddha, and was said to have become an...
Feb 13, 2024
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