Author: Kristi(e)
Ronaldo Field Note 127
Ronaldo was uncertain if he ever assembled himself only to immediately reassemble all the bits and bobbles a moment later. … More
Ronaldo Field Note 425
A solitary fiddlehead shot through the vast expanse of abject nothingness until the nothingness was no more. Something has arrived. … More
The City That Must Not Sleep–Or Else.
Interpretation of Screams
Ronaldo Field Note 76
The dream spit a black hole into the ether. Ronaldo grew around the dying star, struggling to contain it without … More
NOTICE: Noticing Barred Ahead
In a year where the majority of us are nestling our germ holes away from view, the time is almost … More
Ronaldo Field Note 326
Ronaldo began as he always did. As a hand. One would look upon him and assume he pulled himself together … More
It’s an Awkward Time to Level Up
I’ve crafted (then rejected) numerous blog posts, unsure why I couldn’t commit to any of my words. Social isolation and … More
You Can’t Say That
Let’s pour one out all the phrases I’ve had to cull from my vernacular, shall we?
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