Yaira Ebanks2 days ago1 min readtoday,I want to feel everythingsee it alltomorrow,when I’ve felt too muchseen too muchI’ll crawl back into my shelllife is beautiful that way
Where love, longing, gender, and legacy all tangle.What we want for ourselves, from one another, and how much of that wanting has been shaped by inherited roles. Where love, longing,...
just this old writing habitI cannot take you down this hole there is no rabbit, just this old writing habit, darkness in my head. Remember me as you do instead: the...
cumulonimbus heart, cloud nineThe shrooms take me to the place where you look around, crowded space, and pick me. Suspended in the air, my cumulonimbus heart, cloud...