( via / @bitsofjupiter 4-20-22 )

Laundromat.

"Apologising to the shape of someone who uses their beak to help fertilise your mind." --@botscurae 11-26-22

Oil Spill.

(version of an Ono no Komachi poem)

   already faded,
the colors of this flower
   while i have tarried
in mere continuance, seen
rain come & go on the glass

(2014)

Stripes.