Mastodawn

bereishis bara

bereishis bara when gxd began to create Heaven and Earth, gxd had waited aeons for the moment when all of before was about to collapse inward upon itself. [...]

https://tales.tiggi.es/hypergraphia/bereishis-bara

bereishis bara

gxd blinking was a split-second lapse between the river of that unfathomable consciousness and where the earth was unformed, amorphous void that began to take shape when before it was indistinct from the river, darkness over the surface where the river was, and then where the river was ...

hypergraphia

rose Oct 15

don't touch your eyes with your hands after cutting green onions.

don't touch your eyes with your hands after cutting green onions. doesn't matter how many times you washed them in between. [...]

https://tales.tiggi.es/rose/dont-touch-your-eyes-with-your-hands-after-cutting-green-onions

don't touch your eyes with your hands after cutting green onions.

you're still going to feel it. last week Monday, class was cancelled by a post, not even the related blue paper taped to the door of the classroom to inform those of us who missed the post. today, I thought, just for a moment, to make that check on the canv...

rose

rose Oct 11

the sky is hazy between the smog and the smoke; so bright the sun pulsating...

the sky is hazy between the smog and the smoke; so bright the sun pulsating white hot. it's been on fire longer than we've been alive. fire so hot that it would absolutely incinerate us, made palatable by distance and atmosphere. [...]

https://tales.tiggi.es/rose/the-sky-is-hazy-between-the-smog-and-the-smoke-so-bright-the-sun-pulsating

the sky is hazy between the smog and the smoke; so bright the sun pulsating...

the river runs northward underneath the moonlight, against gravity, against the polar minimum as if the moon does not pull back and forth on the oceans to beat them out on the shores. the picket fence is twined over with plants that do not grow; leaves that turned brown and brittle—in the resting relative peace of restive twilight—petals turned to dust, as if t...

rose