Ivan Pokidyshev Silence, 2023 Oil On Canvas.

remedy by Bob Hicok

Can I come with you? Wherever you're going?

heart mind to mind conversations 🎀

Oh, I'm sorry. Just fucking call me out. That's cool.

You ever hear that old chestnut about how most people neglect the part of the story of Icarus where he also had to avoid flying too low, lest the spray of the sea soak his feathers and cause him to fall and drown? You ever think about how different the world would be if Icarus died that way instead? If the idiom was to Fly To Close To The Sea? A warning against playing it far too safe, about not stretching your wings and soaring properly? You ever think about how Icarus died because he was happy?

The world will probably never capture me, but I will do my best to capture it.

also a poem from the new, unreleased collection. very possibly my own all-time favourite.