figments
I have walked inside myself and found corridors that twist without end, where echoes do not die, they multiply. The eyes I carry belong to every gaze that…
I once watched water hold the sky with such tenderness I forgot its slow bruising drifting by, the fever rising in the clouds, the small tremble of dusk. …
Mermaid and plastic buoys bobbing in teal slide from one toppled prism-face to another. So obedient. So tiny. Dolphins and pink inner tubes ride back up. Bubbles are…
Content warning: body horror. Serve my lips with a ladle, so they may be slurped down like a stew, heart warming and abundant Gouge out my tongue and…
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