March, April, and May are all yellow


John Cage, Global Village 37 - 48, 1989

TIL, Beethoven, Bach, and Mozart were not the pinnacle of musical sophistication, and there are plenty of kids today producing indie/shoegaze/rock/R&B etc whose music is just as melodically and technically proficient and interesting.

All of which is subjective and unquantifiable in any case.

In a similar vein:

pulling myself out of my stomach and reaching down past all the red and soft

let me sing and sin out little milk thoughts

a long ribcage sleep and deep moss with pink

I think I’m going to spill soon


Going to stop saying “umm” when speaking. Instead I’ll just pause. It’s going to be difficult, but that’s ok.