vita

i hope you feel my presence when you read my writing because each time you're reading something i wrote i'm sitting pressed up digitally on the other side of the screen. looking at you like this

neighbour caught me barking back at her dog.

i am the world's most special girl, of course. in truth, i can eat my weight in sour gummies and you can hunt me purely by leaving outside a trap with a single lychee in it.

considering i find 'sweet' to be the most abhorrent of the flavours—vastly inferior to the greats like umami and bitterness and sourness—the sweetest thing i like to treat myself to on the regular might be milk. or! a drizzle of buckwheat honey on some aged as fuck cheese.