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i'm standing at the bus stop waiting and i begin to enjoy waiting so much that i feel a shred of disappointment when the bus arrives. i'm sitting on the bus waiting and i begin to enjoy waiting so much that i feel a shred of disappointment when i reach my stop. i'm standing at the platform waiting and i begin to enjoy waiting so much that i feel a shred of disappointment when the train arrives. i'm sitting on the train waiting and i begin to enjoy waiting so much that i feel a shred of disappointment when i reach my stop

avantgarden-er

The knife? Baby it’s edgy and Dull

saltshroud

the traitor

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littlestpersimmon

Lyrebird and Nightjar

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toroidalearthtruther

there seems to be a fundamental disagreement between microwave oven manufacturers and the producers of microwave meals over whether the customer should know the wattage of their microwave or if such details should be abstracted away from them

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the microwave rice demands 800 watts of power for 2 minutes, but all the microwave can offer me three settings: one low, one high, and one somewhere in the middle. I turn it to the one in the middle as I happen to know 800W is the average power of most microwaves. the light comes on and the bag of rice starts slowly turning, but rather than hearing the usual rumble of the microwave, I instead start hearing short snippets of conversation - words snatched from the ether. the lights flicker and a chill runs up my spine. the voices remind me of those "spirit boxes" ghost hunters use. I double check the setting on the microwave. "ah," I say, remembering that I had set it to medium,

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Carnelian intaglio with a fish, Roman, 1st century AD

from The Museum of Fine Arts Boston

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redlipstickresurrected

Andrea Ferrero (Peruvian, b. 1991, Lima, Peru, based Mexico City, Mexico) - A veces duermo con los ojos abiertos (Sometimes I sleep with my eyes open), 2025, Sculptures: Powder-Coated Steel, Cast Aluminum

Doodle of Ceto

Vahni Capildeo, from Odyssey Response in Like a Tree, Walking

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[ID: a poem titled “VIII (eight). That’s epic” It reads:

There is a city beneath the city beneath the city beneath the floodplain. Forget about it. A city is at the back of the city at the back of the city. Ignore it. Ignore the scripts in which mathematics and astronomy were first written. Ignore the scripts incised in rock, the scripts inscribed in landscape. O Muse, make the poet move on. Memory is no good to triumphant civilizations. O Muse, your poet is blind, saying life has a sheen. O Muse, your poet’s a hostage, saying land has a meaning. Nobody likes a try-hard, a lacemaker working with a vascular surgeon to join delicate gaps. Put memory in the service of intention to keep the story shining, like tears shed over onionskin, or the cheering faces of the well-fed family watching screensful of migrants plummeting or washed up at a border, from a wall. The camera admires guards, themselves descended from migrants. The shining colours of weaponry, made manifest by taxes, drops death on more children shining and their many lovely languages as if they were done for from the get-go, like paper brochures in a digital age. Forget about it. Keep going. A story has the tricks of appetite.

End ID.]

"Shriveled Saguaro" mixed media quilt wall hanging I drive by this saguaro regularly and have watched it decompose over the years. I took this photo with my Fuji DL-300 film camera and got it printed on fabric. I quilted on it with my domestic sewing machine. It was my first time making artwork like this and I am excited to explore it more! This piece is currently hanging at the Summer Invitational: Melt show at five15arts in Phoenix until the end of August! If you're in the Phoenix area, be sure to check it out. Thank you again to Charissa Lucille for inviting me to participate!

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