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Quentin Skinner, reed-like, in acid soil.
Head and body: a domain.
Authority made flesh, made mine: ours.
Sovereign song, Dangerous Quintus, five-fifths a State

Greyed by dust: pearlescent, coruscate.

A Divine sight of things, springs: Quentin. 
Mine. Stop time!
Drag me into the modern and I will wither away.

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ode to the state from quentin skinner

georgie carr

georgie carr is a writer and researcher whose work has been featured in Another Gaze, Ceasefire Magazine and The Quietus.

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