Silk wrapped around a handle, in the wild mint sprigs of a satellite’s eye cracking sound. little itty bitty spark makes the sweet sweat smell. freshly bound. and out thirteen weeks now. have you calcified a new disc yet? disc. digital ingestion of stored cubits. like licking the shiny bits.Read More chew kin. poem
abstract painting on recently played games. building, construction, demolition, loss. games alongside each other.Read More 5 painted game reviews. building and destroying.