slouch

missing excerpts

good day at the beach

wispy, crinkled sea brain

how do I live

gravity will bring them back

empty shoulders

silence and boldness

what sick looks like

um, yes, i, um

That I am Human

I run this route to breathe.

seen

if we can’t get people to

My Eyes are Green, or Brown

my hair is short, or curly

houseplant diaries

we were just wasting time

dusty peaches

withering