On Romulus, While Abel Sleeps [A Chthonic Song.] SuperGroup It's lodged in the mode

It's lodged in the mode of tragedy

— Henry Goldkamp

more properly) and represents the impasse of gender and desire

From a heartspace that flows out of The Love of the Ancestors

unsettling solo piece Severed

On Romulus, While Abel Sleeps [A Chthonic Song.] SuperGroup It's lodged in the modeOn Romulus, While Abel Sleeps [A Chthonic Song.] Justin Limoli I told you how I blamed you for so much, your fist blooming into a prismed silence, a spectral call for quiet, cheering from the chorus as your fist anoints liquid mercury to my lips, the sign to all that I have succumbed to your weight, wordless. Brother, if you called for purple, I would give you amethyst from my mouth; if blue, water and a sail. Guided by Dante, Freud, and a pantheon of