first contact..

March 26th 2022

well well well…

I have started a new, bizarre, form of internet communication. An attempt to connect with you all more intimately. An attempt, I admit, that is quite possibly heading toward the vast and unending internet trash can, to become another ripped out rubber tire rolling uselessly in the shoulders of the information super highway.

also, I’m going to be talking all flowery and shit, if that isn’t your bag, this isn’t the format to experience me. Go like a photo on instagram or something.

I’m also going to be using grammar in whatever context I feel, and I will not be taking questions regarding that at this time, this same rule applies to spelling. If that sort of thing bothers you, your ableist and elitist and the sort of boring pedantic individual who concentrates more on the surface level appearance of a work, rather than its substance, and you should go like photos on instagram or something.

you’ll notice that I used “Your” incorrectly in “Your ableist.”

this was to thin out the herd.

now that all the losers have left.

welcome.

I am going to try and post on this often. I don’t have a great track record with consistency in this arena, but here we are.

I’ll be using this place to post poetry, thoughts, and generally wasting all of your time with ramblings from the dark and feral alcoves on my mind. Again, if this is not the way you’d like to waste your time as we do the death march unyielding toward the grave. go like photos on instagram or something.

It might read like diary entires, it might be just a sentence I overheard, and some of it might just be flat out lies.

fiction is what I aim for out of my reality.

well… I think this will do for a first entry.

till next time

-A