Dec 30, 2025
I see A Comet.
Hurtling across the sky.
The sky was black a moment ago but now it is blue. Aquamarine.
Pink.
White hot light, a ball and a tail, just as you might have imagined if somebody asked you to imagine a comet.
It is heading towards us.
Who knows how long until it hits. But one day it will.
We have given up.
Surrendered to someone who tells us what to see.
Romans: A Novel | Alice Birch
I drew this the day after seeing Romans for the first time, must have forgotten to post it here. Don't die.
