• She/Her

Writing account and stray thoughts. Posts may be undertagged.

Experience Metamorphosis. Embrace Purpose.


Dreams of greenery and moss devouring the land- consuming and subsuming and integrating the civilizations it devoured. Highways become aqueducts. Streets become rivers. Flowers echo the sunlight's warmth in the moon-soaked nights like lightbulbs.

We'll happily live in the blossoming corpse of our ancestors.


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