on one side is a deep breath. on the other, the pull to destruction. maybe writing / Anastasia Kontchaeva
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Replicåh | Kinetic Love
everything has fallen apart – or maybe together, but it feels like a wreck I can’t bear to leave. I always go into the snake pit when I know full well the creature is full of poison even when it sleeps. photo / Yvone Shee writing / Anastasia Kontchaeva Continue reading “Replicåh | Kinetic Love”
MUNYA | Some More
I was gonna sow your seeds you keep talking about winter about nuclear sun all i see is green turning brown photo / greg pths
mindswimmer | elevation
Everything will turn out right, the world is built on that
CG Prod | Know You
I never thought how beautiful things will look from far away
Nima Khaste | TBT
Kiss me and you will see how important I am.
Paulius Kilbauskas | Space
some people are born with a piece of night inside
Circuit Saga | Gemini
If you can see it, it can see you. That’s true of just about anything
Orion Mystic | Scars (ft. Jordyn Oran)
Loneliness is a dense thing. There’s no data inside a collapsed star. My tongue glides into a ring of silence. My heart beats in practical terms. There is no moon, no cycle, no time. X-rayed a thousand times, my sex is neutered. What cooks inside are sulphur, calcium, and iron—the stuff from bloodContinue reading “Orion Mystic | Scars (ft. Jordyn Oran)”
Labasheeda | Spiral Song
The comfort of routine and endless chatter must be jettisoned – or lost – in order for anything revelatory to commence. Homelessness – a life spent in nameless locations – brings both emancipation and anxiety
