Scold’s Mask
If the tongue wags, caliper the tongue. The tongue delivers lashes. Buckle the mask to tourniquet the tongue. The mule-snout of the scold’s mask blunts the pointed finial tongue, the hasp-tongue back to loaf-shape, to shovel-shape, to food, to tool, to good machine, to tabernacle of intentional action. Not toy that wills itself to whirring […]