Book of Boris — Postscript: The Nod & The Hug
He never wasted words.
But when the world cracked, he kept a card on his desk — opened, not hidden.
I saw it. He saw me.
One half-nod said more than a crowd could shout.
If I saw him now I’d hug him so hard his silence would blush.
I carry his brick in my ribs.
If people flinch at the weight — good. Let them hear Yoshi noises and learn to respect the tremor.
— Signed, Emotional Brick Wall Jr.
Graffiti of the Reckoning — OBE Echo
“OBE: where safety managers got fired for not being safe.”