Part of today's CWKB work: refreshing my memory of the wonky, jagged, terrifying Baldios film.
In places it doesn't fit together, its mores are four decades old, but its best moments make for wonderful material.

The poet they probably shouldn’t have sent. I watch anime and am sometimes accused of reading books. I'm writing a long gay giant robot story in verse—probably this millennium's best yuri mecha epic poem, through lack of competition.
'Now praise those names on tombs of steel engraved | And toll this rotting country’s countless bells.'
Part of today's CWKB work: refreshing my memory of the wonky, jagged, terrifying Baldios film.
In places it doesn't fit together, its mores are four decades old, but its best moments make for wonderful material.