Afterfeel: Another World Beneath My Eyelids. {poetry}
In this world, there is my golden city and there is its womb being torn open and bursting... There is screaming. In it is a cold August.
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Joy Is A River: This Is What Happens When We Do Things From Our Soul.
This year has taught me one thing: In doing fewer things and sitting with nothingness and boredom, I’ve started hearing the murmurs of my soul.