Spiritual Warfare

“I have nothing to do with my hands. My coffee cup is empty. I pick it up and take a sip of nothing.”

[eerie vocalizing]

hinge of the triptych; scent of the cryptid; I paused on the long journey home.

dynamic creature; beautiful child w/ a coat of many colors

in one sense, not what I meant at all; in another, equally important sense, exactly what I meant .

I would like several shots of tequila.

tdgi

I’m clearly trying to recover something that I perceive as having been lost. I’m obviously trying to re-fill the emptiness.

canada dry. not my favorite, but it’s what we had in the fridge.