woman of a future bubble (or go tell the moss that we are leaving) let’’s dream together (with shadow) falling from horizon into blue or what needs to be done presence precarity beauty kit farm heimsuchungen vertikale geschichten und parallele linien kidnapped by our own delicious delusions because of the birds fleeing the storm go for it let go g_hosting visceral fiction über tiere meditations the monkey mind perfect tense meets a series of poems about the sea caught in the divine pull of a horned nucleus considering when the sun kisses the moon states of the body kleide die worthöhlen aus dead day dog moons in libra schlaflabor eleven. each print in the mud fills with honey r i v e r h o o d through which they have wandered i want to be delicious for the bear