[moches]

shit shit shit I missed both Saturday and Sunday shit shit shit

edit: LET'S PRETEND THESE ARE ON TIME

beauty

Notes: Forgive me, for I have sinned and spent the weekend devouring Hannibal instead of writing. A little try at stream-of-consciousness.

beauty is not always the laughter of children in a park the grass the color of sunshine
beauty is sometimes maybe the reflection of an LED screen you face your eyes burnt out your mind running on gassy fumes and yesterday’s stale coffee
beauty is the silence in the snores that fill the air around you
beauty is the crisp wind of the fan swiveling back and forth in the mugginess of a June night, lining up ever-so-perfectly once a few seconds once a few minutes only so many split seconds in a lifetime

beauty reflected in the mirrors you find in the dark

toenail

Notes: It’s a weekend procrastination two-for-one special! Inspired by real-life clumsiness.

if you can’t find the bottom, you need to dig a little deeper
one cut at a time
with each bite of the apple you take
the red gets a little brighter
the pain gets a little louder
but soon enough you can almost see the roots
of something overgrown something buried

the question is
do you take the time to trim it
with all the care it needs
or do you just kick the damn thing in as hard as you can
and see what’s left when you peel off the ruins?