• Sighting

    I traveled up and down the earth’s berth like a blind man begging for a cup of water amidst a desert of deaf men screaming even louder.

  • Dans Le Salon

    Random French Poem from class today lol

  • 0.4

    0.4

    Silence. The sun is sinking below the horizon. Behind them, the moon is rising.

  • borth borb

    Happy birthday to me.

  • 0.3

    0.3

    O two toned boy…

  • Book Thoughts, 1: Black Boy by Richard Wright

    Thoughts on a book I just finished reading. You won’t understand anything if you haven’t read Black Boy by Richard Wright— great book, by the way, you should really give it a read. And this is by no means my complete thoughts; the contents in this post are short and surface-level. I still have a…

  • Wish

    A lone man walks on blackened earth, feet padding silently in the ashes and dust produced from flame unto flame; magma trails beneath his toes, pooling like dew in the grayscale landscape that once was the Earth.

  • Obvious

    Obvious

    A person stepped out onto the paved street, hands glowing with unrestrained power. Around them the cityscape gleamed; in the distance held several white towers spiraling up into the hazy smog of pollution, and looping flying objects surrounded the spires. The glow from city lights and holograms made the air bright, brighter than the night…

  • (Back) to the kitchen

    the blade, slanted and gray, gleams on the top, suspended by a fraying rope.

  • Dash-Dash-Dash

    Why not?