chimerica

His own identity was fading out into a grey impalpable world: the solid world itself, which these dead had one time reared and lived in, was dissolving and dwindling.
--joyce


'Why would a plant give a shit about Mozart? And even if it did, why should that impress us? I mean, they can eat light. Isn’t that enough?’”
(Wade Davis, One River)

to outlast an inhale



Water like a concrete object that can’t brake

rohonczi proper-a font created from a fifteenth century
apocryphal ms inscribed in an imaginary language by a
romanian monk.

you call me crying i love you
and you break down so i ask you
what you plan to do. i should let you go
i should not tell you that i love you
i should not hold on.

it will make the going harder.