SNOW ON MY BREATH

I put the the memory of our ending in my broken freezer. Next to the peas.

BLESSED ARE THE FORGETFUL

Fucking shit.

POWDER

I´m trying to swallow all the snowflakes falling from the sky today. Busy day. Perfect day.

POST-NOSTALGIA

The loneliest day of the year. I still have fireworks in my eyes. It itches.