one_year_ago Soma it's_november, a_kind_of_investment where_the_light_comes_from cleaving electricity. yet_more_things_learned_from_dreams weird_confessions overheard_in_conversation: "i_looked_out_a_window_and_saw space cornstalks porch_blathing." blue_jay song_of_the_day seen_on_the_sidewalk: "affront" 221109 ... tender_square (this is such a cool idea, to make a linked poem from a random day on red using all the titles as the words in which to draw from. it was surreal to open them all and see blathes i'd forgotten i'd written, and blathes written by others i can't forget.) 221109 ... Soma I_looked_out_a_window_and_saw the_romantic gary_jr, "man_repeller." Your_heart? Rarely too_close_to_home_horoscopes seen_on_the_sidewalk. Sundays sidewalk_notes & apartments bisected new_dream_lessons — song_of_the_day: "half_asleep_thoughts" 221205 ... Soma "i_miss_you dad" — shit_michael_says — overheard_in_conversation, seen_on_the_sidewalk, & recent_searches. Ode_to_louie; cradlesong. The_basement_light shades squirrels ribs — I_looked_out_a_window_and_saw. Taxonomies_of_snow diminished Camellia_drive, Salem. 230308 ... Soma red_vines [of] ants seen_on_the_sidewalk [their march as] rote [as a] bird_before_the_sun [these] half_asleep_thoughts [drift like] ghosts [as nebulous as a] captcha pronunciation 230406 ... Soma half_asleep_poem_eighteen: 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 song_in_my_head 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 giacomo_balla 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 weird_confessions 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 office_party notes_i_don't_remember_writing – 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 seen_on_the_sidewalk _or overheard_in_conversation. 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 today_yesterday 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 weekend. 𝖬𝗒 shadow 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 half_asleep_thoughts 𝖺𝗇𝖽 beautiful_buried_red_blathes 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 broken_laptop 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇. elastic, 𝗌𝗒𝗇𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 "i_wish_red_was_green!" 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 syntax 𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 three_words 𝗈𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 vanity_plates. 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖻𝗒 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗌, 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 song_of_the_day, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 two_out_of_three_words 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 new_dream_lessons 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 cold_house luv, 231204 ... Soma 𝖨 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗆𝗒 half_asleep_thoughts 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 typos 𝗂𝗇 notes_i_don't_remember_writing. time_changes_me 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗂 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 song_in_my_head. 𝖨'𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗒 lycanthrope, 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 festive_feeling 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗌. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗂𝖼 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗅𝗅 my_observations 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 strands 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 the_train. 𝖨 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 walnut, 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 openings 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗐 seen_on_the_sidewalk 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗎𝗌. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖻𝗈𝗋'𝗌 bulldog 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 song_of_the_day 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇. 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗂𝗇. 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 today_yesterday 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 three_words 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽. 231214 ... Soma hey_raze, what_made_you_swear_today? 𝙸 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 resumption 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 midnight_bombers. 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 thunder 𝚒𝚜 what_i'm_listening_to_right_now 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢! 𝙼𝚢 half_asleep_thoughts 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 three_words 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 two_out_of_three_words 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 chronophobia 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 new_dream_lessons 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 the_abby_post. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝙾𝙾𝙼𝚂 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝙸'𝚖 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 bouquet_of_memories 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 second_hand 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 modest_mouse 𝚕𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝙸 overheard_in_conversation 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 song_of_the_day. 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 radio_wisdom 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 vanity_plates. 𝙳𝚒𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 misspeak? 240726 what's it to you? who go blather from