Archive - The Will Of The Forest

There’s a breach in the hull. There’s nothing left to keep this soul in place. I gloss the streets lusterless, without vigor. Even her lips lack serifs…

Apr 25, 2022

Why can't I help but grin, this early in the morning?

Apr 23, 2022

Apr 12, 2022

There's a diving board in the middle of the ocean

Apr 6, 2022

I am happiest when I am in the creek

Apr 5, 2022

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