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2026-02-09b
each time, it hurts less and less, when the feelings fade a little
2026-02-09a
stench of a familiar fire
2026-02-05
intimacy is a contactless sport for the child of abandon(ment)
2026-01-28
the refusal to choreograph the pain of others vs the need to
2026-01-21
bureaucratically blonde and unfeeling
2026-01-16
legs made for flying and unbreaking promises
2025-01-10
love that will hold your grieving
2025-01-01
leaving one darkness to arrive in another
2025-12-27c
waiting for he, waiting for me, waiting for she
2025-12-27b
love as a curation of self-image
2025-12-27a
the christmas letter / hearts that beat to a literature of secrets
2025-12-23
arriving fully human, surviving fully animalised
2025-12-04b
surviving the village of sons and women
2025-12-04a
slicing out the silent ones because it is not sexy
2025-11-22c
love: an infinite curiosity to know and be known
2025-11-22b
the other, too busy to live
2025-11-22a
the one who holds my liquid emotiona with the power of planets
2025-11-16
opera: an open love letter in a secret language
2025-11-15
the beating in my chest touched by a mourning monarch
2025-11-13c
the way we held each others hearts in the dark
2025-11-13b
how the talking turns when only one is allowed to call the other
2025-11-13a
the moon tries to hide its weeping among the music but it is so. fucking. loud
2025-11-12b
tourists in someone else’s war
2025-11-12a
love language
2025-11-11
‘i was born under a wan’drin star’ sung in my father’s voice
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