Moon Desert
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UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
Where the wild roses grow full of words...
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com.fort.
com.fort. i am designed to build from within and destroy from outside. when i hear the church bell. i take pleasure in challengin’ religion. it feels sweet. when i do not have to follow schedules, rituals, celebrations. written on a calendar in red ink. yellin’ at me. do this and that, follow that, skip that. do not eat meat on fridays. even though it is the only food you have at home that day.
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Poets
In High Frequency
YEAR 2500002022 5 PM SONORON CENTRAL TIME LIVE “MYSTERIES OF THE OLD WORLD” EDUCATIONAL RADIO BROADCAST Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Yet, we can all hear it now from behind the main console. One intrusive sound, a roar rather than a regular sound, transforming the tissues of our bodies into one infinite magma. This sound is far from the usual quiet mouse honouring us with its presence. Not this time! This time the transition through the airlock chamber resounds with a savage shriek smashing the air into molecules, hollow and stupefying, like a tin drum lost in the grip of death, as if the loudest conversations or thumping music could not be silenced by simply turning or pressing a single button. The Doppler effect worthy of our time. Not only does this sound distort our decibel meter, it also dares to stir us somatically. Cacophonous pops deafen our ears, inconsistent and aimed at audible alarms.
By Moon Desert3 years ago in Fiction
