a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Saturday, July 1, 2017
it was at some point during filling out a photography residency application and listening to smashing pumpkins ava adore on repeat for 20 minutes that i realized--well, for starters, i am not a photographer
that there is no point in living if i don't have a cat
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