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1 year ago

“I was holding in my hand, against my lips, not a piece of fruit, not a piece of bitter, half-eaten fruit, but the still warm and almost beating heart of some holy being—just lifted from the dead body. And the heart was heavy. And wet. And it smelled as it would smell forever. Of myrrh. And burning blood. And gold.”

— Brigit Pegeen Kelly, ‘The Orchard’


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1 year ago
Wind Up On Your Own Floor / Choking On Blood

Wind up on your own floor / Choking on blood

Death of Silence, or Jean-Louis Trintignant (2013), Angela Dufresne / Sept. 15, 1983, The Mountain Goats


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