
Liminal Haiku
You can see through me—
Hollow, fluid, liminal—
Impaled by sunshine.

What I’m Listening To:
“Here comes life with his leathery whip
Here comes life with his leathery, leathery”
— Aldous Harding / “Leathery Whip”
You can see through me—
Hollow, fluid, liminal—
Impaled by sunshine.
What I’m Listening To:
“Here comes life with his leathery whip
Here comes life with his leathery, leathery”
— Aldous Harding / “Leathery Whip”