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”

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)”