#typerwriter

[antharmukhi]

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This is the place of my creative incubation//

Late in the night, when everybody else is sleeping and the air is clear from all the city noises, the room swells around me and I retreat into myself, drowning into the depths of my being.

[allcatsconstitutethesamefamily]

From East Texas State’s 1940 yearbook.

[vincent-mourlon-b]

[stricklandvintagewatches]

Victorian Smartphone

[unundio]

Typerwriter

[strangersinpages]

look at the moon! isn't she brave? She doesn't even hide when she's in pain

[everswansong]

my six-word story, and the poem that followed.

[grottoloop]

Morph Memories