Status Updates From War of the Foxes

“He was pointing at the moon but I was looking at his / hand. He was dead anyway, a ghost. I’m surprised I / saw his hand at all. All this was prepared for me. All / this was set in motion long ago. I live in someone else’s / future. I stayed as long as I could, he said. Now look at / the moon.”

The Worm Kings Lullaby, Landscape with Black Coats in Snow, and Turpentine are sitting in my brain forever now.

“Even when / I look away I am still looking. He is inside his body / and I am inside my body and it matters less and less.”

Paired with,

“I turned off the headlights of / my looking and let the animal get away.”

I’m a bit unwell yeah

“We sat in our tanks and rolled / over our enemies. We trampled everything into / noise and mud. Willpower, gunpowder, concussive / thunder. Pink, orange, red, orange dreaming red. / I am the fire, says the fire. My body is a graveyard, / says the landscape.”

There really are gut punches on every single page

“Paint all the men you want but sooner or / later they go to ground and rot. The mind fights the / body and the body fights the land.”

Pears and museums

Gas
I do feel kinda bad my Goodreads reading challenge is filling up with small books but oh well.