Author: My Many Muses

Despite Our Highs and Lows as Earthlings

Dear Rhys

The world has kept spinning without you in it, and I fucking hate it. I want it to stop, I want it to mourn you with me, but it’s abandoned me. It doesn’t seem possible that it’s been five months since you were here, because I didn’t know that I could hold my breath that long. I’m more scared than ever of what will happen when I exhale.

Adze, Pigment

Holbein Oil Pastel Labels

I did some measurements, slicing, folding, and gluing to solve what I saw as a downside to the wonderfully-shaped Holbein Artists’ Oil Pastels.

Pigment

Amygdala

Curse the fiends, their children too. And their children, forever, true.