Cloudy Rivers, let me love you.

May 28

[video]

#6

Black ribs are cracking

Crumbling inside my chest

Puncture the prison

[video]

“I’ve been wailing like a child at the bottom of a well
I’ve been pacing like a man in a prison cell
I am buried above the ground
and no one knows anything” — Giles Corey

[video]

May 27

#5

Alone all along

My word, my only true friend

Solitude is free

May 26

This + black boots.

This + black boots.

I want these in my tummy.

I want these in my tummy.