dynishka

“That cut is bleeding everywhere, you could die.”  Says the old spider in the corner. “I did.” As the water rushes over the wound, spinning pinwheel patterns race for the drain. “Is that all you have left?”  she shifts to get a better view. “The cost is high, I know. Time is a blood bath, [...]

The things that cause another look in this land of over stimulation are worth a consideration indeed. The smell of rain and rot that stains the flesh, takes the moment under siege like an assassin. The taste of something strange calls your attention to the moment, To understand what’s different. I was walking in a [...]