untitled – undated

i saw a man die today. a thought behind my eyes as his body twists in the air, that a body shouldn't be pretzeled into this shape he's contorted into. it was the head splitting on the side of the road like a watermelon that had been tied too loose to the back of a … Continue reading untitled – undated


last hours in bangkok.

i've collected a collage of tan-lines. i've collected the sun. i've made moments with old, made new friends and missed some. i've eaten so much tom yum. i bought books today- instead of doing touristy things. i've had interesting conversations about life; future; and everything in between.  i've arted and felt both content and empty … Continue reading last hours in bangkok.