aerially, undone

i recognize you aerially is how i know we used to fly, i remember you aerially. “so the cosmonaut" is how she starts and i say holy shit, i said, that cosmonaut is me. its me, its that same sound.

there is more. you know, always.

lists for unfed angels

it's coming, i think, she says, quietly, with her hands where they always are.
it's alive.