coldscars // fragments

I am here. I exist in this space.

2025-07-18	thoughts on your 41st birthday
2025-07-17	the unfamiliar half
2025-07-16	tar and theft
2025-07-15	no cool air
2025-07-14	returned to mother earth
2025-07-13	unravel
2025-07-12	toes in the water
2025-07-11	bad girl dinner
2025-07-10	sad girl lunch
2025-07-09	front porch talk
2025-07-08	turning point
2025-07-07	fairy feet
2025-07-06	early hours on the 6th floor
2025-07-05	between train rides and tonic
2025-07-04	make the cut
2025-07-03	skin on skin on skin
2025-07-02	to be loved
2025-07-01	in the undergrowth
2025-06-30	as if I might escape
2025-06-29	bundle
2025-06-28	cocoon
2025-06-27	on the tongue
2025-06-26	sudden calm
2025-06-25	to my mother who loves water
2025-06-24	the only light left
2025-06-23	raincoat
2025-06-22	collarbones
2025-06-21	midsummer magic
2025-06-20	permafrost thawing
2025-06-19	do we float
2025-06-18	signals
2025-06-17	forest troll
2025-06-16	help me breathe
2025-06-15	cuckoo in the night
2025-06-14	writer's blood
2025-06-13	cycle
2025-06-12	skinny dipping
2025-06-11	a light caress
2025-06-10	superwomen
2025-06-09	stay
2025-06-08	fierce creatures
2025-06-07	a stone thrown into water
2025-06-06	lawsonia inermis
2025-06-05	dismantle and bloom
2025-06-04	intruding mouse feet
2025-06-03	moss and mushrooms
2025-06-02	currants
2025-06-01	live more
2025-05-31	defenceless
2025-05-30	the feeling of floating

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