living proof that art is fluid in form ___________________________________________ a poetry anthology written in fruit juice and cheap ink ----------------------------- in loving memory of the past @timespieces copyright 2018

the record of youth for : strangers get born™ 2021 | __archive

i'd bleed gold for you.

destruction of the self Ⓒ shezal, 2018

the seasons are changing, and so am i.

i squeeze the tar out my brain

discontinued. // and he stretched out his legs and ran, as if to meet the moon for the first and last time.

these days of youth grow shorter, while my lips are bleeding for relief. [3/3: "A COLLECTION OF: ODES TO YOUTH"]

water coloured dreams