the beat of a heart knocking against the door a game, we play. come in, the voice says, light with laughter the drum, drum of some new adventure. come in, again, distant and moving i thought i should follow and so thinking, i tried "ours are the moments I play in the dark" -Lorde
august 17th, 2022
Here's to the final act of Covid-19, yes? For the most part, I believe people have come to the silent consensus that the remnants of the pandemic are permanent, and have created an environment we will learn to live with. I meant to spend more of those early times of quaratine writing, in any form, …
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