

Ellis Bell, Farewell.* (fka everythingumean2me&more)
Ellis Bell, Farewell.* is my healing project. I spent much of the past three years comprehensively miserable. I could not begin to grasp...


poem for when the lights come on
i could smell creosote in the morning breeze and yet it had not rained i woke up and examined a future for once i’m not dreading to be a...


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i woke up this morning in an unfamiliar trance but i knew it felt not unlike when i once learned to dance the past year has been so...







