mulch mountain
when we were kids we used to play our burials up on mulch mountain
｡₊˚.⋆ summer listening ⋆.˚₊｡
just a playlist i cooked up for summer
a language of one’s own making
at the age of seven, my mom retaught me how to read
epilogue (or prologue 2.0)
when I posted in the summer before my senior year of college in 2022, I didn't think I was about to go on a two year hiatus from any and all personal writing projects. (this obviously is what happened)
