2 Nov 2022

We crouch by the smallest warmest stove, sipping elixirs. I am remembering alchemy in the caves. You are being silly, dark, loving. We are brains in bodies, small giants, plants that have grown too quickly without trunk support. Stem cells. Cheers to that.

Two silhouetted sit at a dimly lit bar, booze bottles and crown molding and a multicolored stained glass lamp all crowded in the background.