wanderlust
smoke…
Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away; that’s when you get shooting stars.
nabokov
peeling…
on mind…
So what would be the best route to take?
zero…
the unthinkable…
Let us think the unthinkable, let us do the undoable, let us prepare to grapple with the ineffable itself, and see if we may not eff it after all.
douglas adams
X…
cats…
Small children hum like cats when they eat. This memory is worth recovering.
freddie yam
hooked…
