( via / me )

Book of Lewi. (via @memexikon.bsky.social)

"All of these existential notes and blogs won’t even exist and none of this will be here and nobody will see this page, and all of this work and writing and thought will be erased and gone, like the way we left MySpace and Tumblr, Twitter and Facebook, all gone now, our poems and posts, our notes and stories, songs and art, like rusting abandoned shopping trolleys in the lake of the lost forest of time covered in moss and frogs spawn. " --Salena Godden via @vianegativa.us)

What's the darkest stuff you've got?

"In the Midnight Hour (magnetic poem)

a thousand recalls
tongue
moan
whisper
shadow sleeping storms
cry hot man-made howls"

--Charlotte Hamrick via

This is Grace. (via @vianegativa.us)