PinnedVladimirSalveI won’t remember what you saw or where you saw it if I keep perfectly still in case the survivors can see me as the smoke clears and the…Apr 65Apr 65
VladimirInside the Circlesthe radius can be a haunting exploration of urban spaces devoid of human presence - but don’t let it linger in their bones, that stillness…14h ago14h ago
VladimirCoughing History Back Into Your Coffeeyour first thoughts upon your candy-coloured death were how you paid the price in rubble, the pickaxe of divorcing yourself from humanity…4d ago4d ago
VladimirAll Our Transitional Moments Rolled into A Sandwich of Our Broader Understanding Of Our Incessant…Fallen leaves, every little shift towards the comfort of empty cans crushed into asphalt (like the human spirit), the jingle of sorrow…5d ago15d ago1
VladimirAll The Words That Never Made It HomeBefore dawn, you go for an aimless, bare knuckle walk, wherever you could stand, or so you thought. Very little is open. You think of…6d ago16d ago1
VladimirNavigate the Fogthose buckets of white light they carry around with them during days stripped of afterglow, the ones where you remember too much, and too…Jun 241Jun 241
VladimirHow The Cookie Finally Crumbleson the bridge over chaos, the flesh tingles with all that the memories hidden in the blind spots of a half dozen renewals of old…Jun 21Jun 21