a page from a small journal orange ink wash crossed with a copper-green a flood scene in black and white gel pen a hula hooping juggler on a disk floats in the upper left corner, a suffragette teeters atop a tower with a spiral staircase, a boat capsizes, another boat moves forward, oblivious written on the water: "I do not recognize this place. it is new and strange the sky is charcoal, the water is iron and rust"
I had a free substack hardly anyone read, and abandoned it but didn't fully migrate bc I was sick and had other priorities (sleeping) put it off, and forgot. i want to shut it down — where is a good place to go? #longformessay #blog #writers