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Otto Dix
04/28/2026 14:58h
In Exodus Moses is hidden in a cleft, behind God’s hand, begging, and he sees — rushing past him — God’s back, diminishing. Moses stops begging. God’s back is black fog. I know. He, we guess, means to do it, to do all of this. The brute center part of an iridescent moth. The carnation against the man.

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