Mununia

On the porch was a creature. Its head was like a fruit or a stone cut in half

It bit me quite badly, but the wounds healed right away.

Tagit: Animals, Danger, Night, Wounds.

I ride a bus in a strange city. The buildings are folded together as if they’re riddles. When we pass them, they turn out to be institutional buildings from my home town.

Tagit: Buses, Houses.

Tagit: Men, Multiple.

Tagit: Dogs, Guilt.

Tagit: Animals, Rats, Rugs.

Tagit: Cars.