(collection) a fog’s come over the city and a cloud seems to be low enough, just enough to cover part of the hill so that from afar it...

(scarves) there’s an acrid smell in the air and a piss stain helping along the yellowing of the tile mold creeps around the windows...

content warnings: self harm, dissociation (stimulus) ive turned the volume all the way up on my phone and my headphones White Noise Black...

(synesthesia) as the rain two-finger-walks down your window i find myself two-finger-walking up your skirt and you laugh and call me a...

(streetlamp) “i don’t feel at home with all the hormones” –a line from the album that played in this exact spot, this time last year, to...

(bookshelves) “not behind, but rather beside” wrecks through my brain, upending bookshelves and tables, uncaring if pages get ripped,...