all that atheist shit done

Benjamin Krusling

isn’t the winter where our heads are tilted toward the sun ?people pass through my life like sirenswhich is not right , not desirablewhen the day was falling …sound was processed , claustrophobicsaid love like mine , go , leavewe’re in the time the sun produced , or out of timesaying how will we lovethis far away from heaven !well it’s lonely here , people sayyou shouldn’t have been bornbut here you are whole worldto binge

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© Benjamin Krusling, from it got so dark (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2022)
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Benjamin Krusling is a writer and artist in Brooklyn, NY. He is most recently the author of It got so dark (UDP, 2022) and Glaring (Wendy’s Subway, 2020).

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It got so dark

Ugly Duckling Presse

New York, New York

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It got so dark is a book about pleasure’s recession. “blacked out when I grabbed the chop//it got so dark” — Rio Da Yung OG, but dreaming might not stop when violence starts, or better not. That’s why the tone is so fried — it’s called trying to maintain.

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