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Let there be war. Let us open all the doors Let the wheels turn; Coyopa presents: COYOTE BARDO Twisted Trickster Tales The Big Red Door, Lady Lawson Street, Edinburgh Coyote Paddles His Canoe. No Trouble Here… Don’t know your Loki from your Eshu or your Coyote from your Monkey? Don’t know a Trickster from a Liar or Trickery from Idiocy? Don’t despair! Help is [...] Dark night. Wild wood. The moon howls. Gorse grasps, branch cuts, brier tears. You run and you run and you run. The ground is broken and betrays your feet. Ice grips, frost crackles. But this is not the night of beauty. You are lost. Crows cackle in the dark — this is their midnight. The [...] Today, I am the dark angel. Fuck Apollo and all his weightless radiance. 1. She wanted to know how the ‘in’ felt; She wanted to feel the warmth of ‘kin’ She looked through the window |
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