slip-sliding on the hem of the world’s skirt

a freestyle rap battle with my solo inner fomo

photo by meow-moi of the Dungeness spit

burn out


trying to find inspiration

i think i’m starting to find it

it’s some kind of magic

happens at sunset, sometimes sunrise

happens when you’re not trying to contain it

happens when you trust your stinky instincts

happens when you go out on a limb

happens when you…