m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


Nemesis

Nemesis

 

To swell the heart and plump the hazel eyes, 

polluted white dwarf remnant past our sun, 

proof of planetary matter is shy. 

Van Maanen’s star on spectrographic plate

cloaked 1917 map of the skies. 

Through a glass darkly it comes to the mind... 

Do you have a substellar companion, 

stealing fire swimming with fish of pisces? 

Start every system with a brown dwarf, 

observe our precession of equinox...

prove the binary companion theory. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Deep Dream

Deep Dream

In The End, Physics is Dead!

In The End, Physics is Dead!