haikus
fragments of thought, color, and memory adrift in the signal haze.
haikus
fragments of thought, color, and memory adrift in the signal haze.
i’ve been on the move
360 feet in the sky
developed happy
20. clock in. clock
my head from back when i was
3 programs. 1 life.
being an informed
trippy shit this morning, vote
to come back or stay
but now, life is a
—and i gotta say it’s all—
a blur. thank u, next.
pride pics thanks to glaad
back in my fav place with my
window seat for now
24/7
what's in store for the last half
with someone long gone
stormy flight that keeps
going. hey google—set the
season that i've missed
us in the louvre, with
feet in the sky— the best views
visit soon, my love
kill your computer
view life—it’s in full bloom with
the algorithm