houston

i didn't want this to happen. didn't want to get launched into saturn. unmanned vessel. haunted mansion. it's so hard to imagine myself even a month ago. don't even remember how to breathe without thinking of you. i breathed differently before. connect the dots in the sky. constellation prize. consolation, sky. but now I'm an … Continue reading houston

a letter to no one, or a letter to whoever i think i am, or was.

fulfillment is neat. it fills you up, inside, and out. your skin glows, you say hi more often, and sometimes the sun shines brighter than average. not, sometimes, but more so all the time. even on rainy days, you can see the sun. its hidden, but you know it's there, and you smile and the … Continue reading a letter to no one, or a letter to whoever i think i am, or was.