Bleed
-I just want to write today, to leave the little markers of time that may, if viewed in a certain light at a certain angle, mean something. Leaving the scratchings of my thoughts and the meandering of my mind poured upon the white abyss in its lightness, an attempt to add weight. To scrawl little black etchings, like the clawing at breath, attempting to fill lungs with a smile and never exhale. Sit in a posture that is not of benefit to my frame or back, but which allows me to disappear as it remains, leaning in over the screen […]