Eliot May Be Howard

how do you leave a place you have grown from for thirty years

we can build a better sorceror, a

seen this book cited twice in 12 hours i guess i know where my craving for policrit is going (you should watch Dr Fatima who is wisely not on here)

i will live my life with slow pride. i will let opportunities simmer until they are perfectly cooked-through and tender. i will find my place in each room with careful intuition. i will pause for every cat on the street, no matter how late for work it will make me.

grandma’s kitchen, 2024

good morning from portland :)

emojis are over we’re on the marginalia from pentiment now

hey uh anybody need some swords

In the other, you are The Psychometrist: someone who can feel the past on their fingertips. You've committed yourself to untangling the city's knots of psychic energy, until the ghost of a stubborn queer iconoclast takes you under her wing.