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  •  Document 3 (1)

    GENESIS That light, that miserable light. Smug as sunshine. I see its stupid secret geometry. It isn’t compelling at all whatsoever. The colors shift before I can speak to any of them. Rude. Terrible. My face is twisted to a grimace by its technicolor mockery. I glow brighter, don’t you know? You are a hanged…

  • H3aRtbR3@k

    six hundred and fifty nights thirteen hundred meals 14,410,000 breaths crystalline tears and quiet moments an eternity, side-by-side a limb, a phantom ghosts cry out from within the hollow of my stomach unaware that they have died if love was quantifiable if romance were a constant I’d re-run the numbers rescind my calculations shred them…

  • Dysphoria

    a poem

  • THE BLEAK TIMES: From B to Z

    a psych ward memoir by Bela Z. This is the entirety of THE BLEAK TIMES as it is written. You may notice that the image coloration & quality shifts dramatically at a certain point. Unfortunately, I lost access to the scanner I used for the first few days. Someday I would like to rescan it…

  • THE BLEAK TIMES: 1/9/2024

    a psych ward memoir by Bela Z. Bela & I were “psych ward twins.” (BPD-addled transgender ketamine fiends) We were hospitalized for similar reasons, & she journaled religiously throughout her stay. She discharged before me, headed to out-of-state residential, & gave me her journal to publish. Its contents made her uncomfortable, but she felt people…

  • THE BLEAK TIMES: 1/8/2024

    a psych ward memoir by Bela Z. Bela & I were “psych ward twins.” (BPD-addled transgender ketamine fiends) We were hospitalized for similar reasons, & she journaled religiously throughout her stay. She discharged before me, headed to out-of-state residential, & gave me her journal to publish. Its contents made her uncomfortable, but she felt people…