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CLEAN YOUR SKELETON

I can feel an itch deep beneath my skin along the surface of my bones. They're filthy and need to be cleaned.

NEEDLE PREOCCUPATION

I lie awake at night, but still I dream of needles. Their soft caress across my smooth skin as they surround me in my bed. When I stretch or adjust they pierce my body and make me bleed. I've grown used to their presence, and how they embed in my

DREAM

A PLACE OF GEARS

I'm a member of a flight crew on a mission to relocate our town. My plane goes down partway through. I'm the only survivor. I wake up in a dark space on top of a gear of some type. Everything is moving around me. There's a presence. I feel drawn

WRITING

NIGHT FEELINGS

Caustic, manic, desire.

JOURNAL

INSOMNIA

I've been laying awake in bed for hours, about three now, and I'm not really tired at all. I took my seroquel and a few melatonin gummies, but I don't really feel anything. My body is just awake and I can't really do anything about that. I have a date

WRITING

INTERVIEW

"Can you see or hear anything right now that nobody else can see or hear?"

DREAM

COMMUNION

I weave through rows of utterly alien beings who I trust more than the humans I've known since childhood. We're preparing to connect to The Network, and each of us must prepare in our own way. I slide my naked body into a recess in the smooth metal floor, and

WRITING

CATERPILLARS

Soft footfalls along a peat-strewn path, through grasping underbrush she passes. Leaves stir in a breeze that carries my laugh, and we meet amidst the wild roses. Speaking softly not to disturb the larks, secrets shared in the forest's heart. Can you hear the caterpillars marching beneath my skin? Building