Author BN Russo

You mean dancing in the moonlight clothed only in the scarlet blood of my trespassers, luring your wife into the woods where we will shift into silver-winged moths and disappear into the shadows, ever to haunt you and the descendants of all your line with visions of our ecstatic incorporeal love?

Revisiting a previous read today. A short, sharp, timeless collection of essays that struck me as much today as 2 years ago, on my first read.

“Each of us must find our work and do it. Militancy no longer means guns at high noon, if it ever did. It means actively working for change, sometimes in the absence of any surety that change is coming. It means doing the unromantic and tedious work necessary to forge meaningful coalitions, and it means recognizing which coalitions are possible and which coalitions are not. It means knowing that coalition, like unity, means the coming together of whole, self-actualized human beings, focused and believing, not fragmented automatons marching to a prescribed step. It means fighting despair.”

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚊