Hair cells in the ear convert sound waves to electrical signals.
Rimbaud writes “I is another”
Early in our history as species, DNA from former parasites became integrated in our DNA. At the core, we are all mongrels; which is why any notion of superiority is absolutely farcical.
Whether vulnerability means letting more in or out?
The light- it moves away from me. Continue reading
How would it feel to be stuck in one place throughout your life and only be allowed to spectate and not participate? To be alone, grey, barren and lifeless in the cold. To only occupy space and appear dry and brittle. To sound and seem reluctant all the time. To experience a lack of control. To have your dignity stripped by lesser organisms. To be renounced by the very things you nurtured, to know that you are no longer favored as a habitat. How does it feel to lose all your leaves? How cold is the wind that brushes your scars? And snow. And blizzards.
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Character 1: Hey! So do we still need to stop at Sam’s Club?
Character 2: No, I think we are good. We got everything we needed and some more.
Character 1: I am excited about having a basil plant at our place. We should keep it inside, that way the place smells great, you feel me?
Hope you are well. I wrote this at the time of the hurricane but it transpires that I forgot to click send.
How is your family and home? I sincerely hope nothing bad happened. It has been such a long time. Please do write back.
Hi yaaaaaa! I am sitting the kids, so I brought them to play ping pong. If I hadn’t then they would be on their iPads the whole time. How are you doing?
Okay, I think. I just have too much going on inside my head. Continue reading
I’d been pretty discreet about the transaction, but not the incident. Everyone saw me eat it. You can ask them. I’d also been drinking. I made me feel bruised but cocky. Continue reading
Whose face will the traces for her pomegranate lip balm rent?
Who’ll father her child?
Who’ll keep her warm?
Who’ll wrap their lean thigh around her hip?
Who’ll love her like clay?
Who’ll she leave the door unlocked for?