There is little in the way of illumination beyond the come hither of the one-arm bandit, the dim bulbs and the fluorescents striping in repeat in the mirror behind the teak. She works the tables, throwing hello, hello, hello. He orders a drink and he admires her over the rim. Eventually, she nudges him at … Continue reading Grotesque The Glass.
calendar (...always x) painted sponge electrical wire & foam trees rug grass marmalade glue model (model's own :))
6/04/20 The power supply cable to the computer begins to fall to pieces in my hands - the plastic coating sheds, revealing the tiny wires beneath. Then, the wires liquefy and pour through my fingers until all that is left is a sticky puddle on the carpet. I prod it with my toe and it … Continue reading dream diaries… 84
