getting intimate with a crab
Orange shells crackling
Under metal— was it worth it for the crab?
His smell floods my nostrils,
His taste sweet in my mouth:
Fresh, full, fragrant.
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thinking about the future
It’s quite nauseating
thinking about the future.
Where will we go? What will we do?
Is there more
than just the job?
things i’ll miss about rice
Sunshine in the lovett quad
The smell of coffee at chaus
“Toasted everything bagel with cream cheese!”
fear, by cs lewis
Adapted and paraphrased from C.S. Lewis’ book “A Grief Observed”
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.
what is home?
What is home?
In this big world with
A lot of doubt
And stochasticity?
antibiotic poop
wake up,
face flushed,
sweaty back,
shivering.
