A Leaf-Insect Gets Existential With Heavy-Handed Metaphors
How long have I been both leaf and insect? Am I equal parts both? If I weren’t, what would be the difference, upon death?
What Happens To Your Lips When No One Kisses You For An Entire Year
You realize that you’ve never felt real desperation. That stuff before was just boredom, a montage of harmlessly gratuitous pillow fights between nerve endings and thin skin.