to hunt through tunnels, to hunt through halls.
it crept, wetly, beneath the margins (lethocerus americanus.)
a cursory glance at movement on the windowsill, black on white (monomorium minimum.)
to disconnect from notions, colour (limacina helicina.)
evenings stretch like ivy.
upon a desk, objects, silk seen through the window (meta ovalis.)
filtered through blue, shadows (comaster schlegelii.)
something like dogs, below or above, the cracked cobbles of mannheim (astraptes gilberti.)
to imagine yrself in a room with windows each exactly as, the other and both, closed (forficula auricularia.)
(sketches.)
something about aquinus and aquarius
she feeds above the stone, broken (parnassius pheobus.)
songs for jane.
arturo- who sailed from dylath-leen and once spoke of blue tongued and black furred cats.
the pigworms: a fable in which everything begins to know itself.
never coming forth by day
s.j. bagley Rhode Island
electronic and physical ritual music from the southern new england coastline.
searching for a liminal moment between the hauntological and the uncanny.
