solar raze i couldn't tell what the hell he was doing until the morning explained it to me. he bought these disembodied solar lamps from canadian tire because they were on sale. he screwed two of them into the top rail of the fence that keeps his property from bleeding into ours. he didn't ask if we were okay with that. he just went ahead and did it. sun-powered panels concealed by brass bodies spent the day gathering strength. when night was falling, i steeled myself for an infusion of unwanted brilliance. the faceless twins gave off so little light, my third eye bent what brightness there was into a blurred loop of twine too thin to keep itself from unraveling. 230601 what's it to you? who go blather from