I can't discrimate between yesterday and today...
I am near and far from the ocean. Far away in the...

Machinery, is that all I am?
The sun had been abducted too soon...

I tried to outsmart them,
contorting my limbs...

January 28, 2016.
I didn't know I could heal...

We don't count the time with chronometers,
laying idle in our closets or underneath our beds...

There's no easily accessible sun
that I can summon at will...

I used to prefer
nonexistence...

I feel dead inside.
And thank goodness I write...

This time,
can I be more direct...

We can never know what will hunt us tonight.
Whether fear itself is toying with vulnerable...

pandemics and natural
disasters and sicknesses...

If you ever need someone to love,
You can count on me...