If really you doubt the midrashic tortoise or the slaying banquet, feel free to take, my host, mezuzah from post, and let my friends come pouring in. If really you’re safe without the wrapped gauntlet or your plaited mail, then blunt black corners, let your threads flail, and come dance with us. If you fear […]
Elul. Twenty grinning bosses frocked and leering come to tame you with horns of Gabriel blowing incantations you first heard fall like silver neutron hatchets from your mother’s mouth to pin your heart to the cracked timbers of your cage. They know naught of the power you peel from the night hidden from all eyes. […]
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