A girl, a planet, an apocalypse
Annie Dillard’s million tiny apocalypses
under the microscope, a lens into a world
Beckett’s nuclear arsenal of language
play
not play, I’m serious
Make a treaty, break it
the earth suffers
like dominoes: one species after another, or
simultaneous
weather, and resources
Break it: the earth is where we live
like pigs in fragile houses
brick also crumbles
especially brick made in contemporary
capitalism: cheap ass shit
built to sell, decay, disperse like a cloud
cumulus raining into landfills
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