glass world

nikki. writer/artist. ig: @leaf.sea

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insufficient // 6.13.2026

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disillusion

i. once all the rare fruit had gone rotten on the trees & fallen to the ground

normalcy was the seed in my back pocket offering the only way to stave off the hunger, if only in some distant future

ii. as i dug through the dirt to place the seed, i looked around at those people who planted theirs long ago

and never bothered with the rare fruit which was too high to reach anyway

and i cursed the clouds and asked, why didn't i just plant mine a long time ago?

iii. now i've arrived in the distant future and obtained, if nothing else,

the answer to that question

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permafrost

again and again i ask the same question: how do they know what to say?

my mind is like ice holding frozen words

and these words, once alive, died the moment they froze all those years ago:

the moment i muted myself out of pure fear

like some prey animal

and now if i somehow managed to unfreeze them everyone would know everyone would know

from my archaic language that i am not like them, that i was too weak to keep speaking

and thus became some weird relic of the past, some alien who doesn't understand

the way things work around here

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hone

distractable dizzy distant daydreamer:

preoccupation is my occupation & i melt at the demands of the world

where once there was sky i now see the flat, silver surface of a sledgehammer trying to shape me trying to make me

into something i cannot be

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cellular // 4.26.2026

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sameness // 3.21.2026

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another pink pokemon collection ⟡₊˚⊹

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horticultural headache // 1.31.2026

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do u ever discover a new favorite song and suddenly ur life resets