what’s your biggest fear? it’s an incredibly superfluous question if you really think about it, because what else would you say other than the fear of everything you’ve ever wanted? barreling at you too fast for you to adjust for, lingering at the corner greeting every tom deena carly harry before you, cramming into spaces too […]Read More what’s your biggest fear?
everything is weird. somehow we’re supposed to believe that it is precisely this lack of order that signals everything is happening exactly how it’s supposed to be. never in my life have I encountered such a senseless evolutionary disadvantage. for example, i’m pretty certain only things that are there should be able to move, or at the very least […]Read More On Things That Don’t Make Sense, Episode 1: Love
i am a cirrocumulus cloud. morphing without boundaries around the jabs of the wind, i am red wine spilling over sides of containers staining fingers and bed sheets and the lining of your oesophagus, maybe if I had the body of a little boy it would be different, or a laugh like a wind chime, voice like […]Read More I Never Could Colour Between the Lines