LENA LINH LÊ
Anticipation, for the Bull
I’ve Roamed This Palace As A Spirit
She Knew Who Was Found In Buffalo
Beneath the Emboldened
A Tongue Has Been Scraped
Sound As Ritual Matter
MourningMorning/MorningMourning
I’VE ROAMED THIS PALACE BEFORE
I’ve Roamed This Palace As A Spirit
2025
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2025
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I’ve grazed the tiles of this house as a Spirit before.
Wholly, and utterly engrossed by the dim light tightening before me as the orbs corrected themselves into figures, and these figures into beings.
Although it could be said that I was meekly awakening from
the deep sleep.
Wholly, and utterly engrossed by the dim light tightening before me as the orbs corrected themselves into figures, and these figures into beings.
Although it could be said that I was meekly awakening from
the deep sleep.
Once crossed, or enriched from the event of Death,
the gravity of the Spirit can only succumb to the tenderness that comes with being the known bystander.
the gravity of the Spirit can only succumb to the tenderness that comes with being the known bystander.
In this daunting period ruled by technocrats, I find myself uttering the occasional prayer, while observing from afar the awkward positioning of formal religions wedged against the State. I’ve Roamed This Palace Before is an unfolding private exploration of mythology, reincarnation, history, and abuse of power within religion. Please be inclined to reach out if this is your area of expertise, as I’d be appreciative of any and all guidance.