Wednesday, March 25, 2026

( me / via )

Where foxes say goodnight.

"for all their ubiquity in the waking world, i barely ever see any electronic devices in my dreams" —@ulkharaghayeva

"We spent four years together, but that was thirteen years ago, and these thirteen years, like glaciers, have ground down everything they left behind."

"TRIAD

These be
Three silent things:
The falling snow…the hour
Before the dawn…the mouth of one
Just dead."

--Adelaide Crapsey

Sinogrime.

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