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
Sunday, May 24, 2026
post-net cut (0ut), that's not honesty, that's novelty
Going to upstate new york, almost dying, psycho killer, cabin in the woods, ticks, in the town that inspired twin peaks. Thank you, Copper Union.
And, I will still survive when the plants have died.
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