April

4/3/24

Go be alone

and i’ll find you there

4/17/24

State school graduates are the new Harvard dropouts.

4/17/24

Tread carefully watching Southpark, from there on out you’ll always fight the urge to derive your art from it. 

4/17/24

They want you to have been healed, not healthy. To have been emotionally open without experimenting in conventionally toxic stoicism is too saccharine for this generation. I’m simply following suit.

4/22/24

Things We Find in The Dark

It’s blue, 

right there, 

layered with kindergarten sunflowers and the smell of playground woodchips. 

Why do these lunchbox days hurt? We can’t talk about the pains of growing up. Just listen. You were just a child, receiving more hits than you could ever receive now.

Blue. 

You couldn’t defend yourself. Kids try, though, make things worse. It still hurts. 

Even though you’re safe now, you dream about it, neglect, and all its orbitals.

Sunflowers and woodchips.

Buried beneath the ashes, we found sunflowers and woodchips.