Wincing at Light

Look, I don’t pretend to understand what the fuck this is yet, but it’s brilliant, lyrical, poetic, philosophical, extraordinarily well written and deeply emotionally satisfying.  A bit hard to navigate initially, but genius nearly always is. Good writing like this makes me want to hurt people.  I mean it.  Gah. D.

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