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Category: Journal
Journal of a pulsing womb of eternal shape who works at a Starbucks in upstate New York
You’re so funny! Spicy today! And my heart beats so frantically I can feel it behind my eye sockets, pulsing, pushing blood and confusion into my tear ducts which feel now like little galaxies at the mouths of black holes, on the verge of being swallowed up into an unnamable void, leaving behind no trace… Read more
In which I think I am on the surface but time and depth creep up on me
Journal, 3/13/22- Things do not enter into me so deeply lately. I feel like I am wrapped in Formica. Absent is reflection, or at least its automaticity, and absent is the glaring, glaring, glaringness of what lies beneath, of what is under things. I am so buoyant! How strange. My dream last night was complex,… Read more
Thoughts I do not have time to finish thinking
Journal, October 2024: “…dreams are not prophetic in the predictive sense, in that they tell the future. But there is something of a prophecy in the way they reveal the present. By revealing the present, there is something new to understand about both the past and the future. Prophecy, an “inspired utterance.” Inspired by what?… Read more