The only way to live

June ‘26 - Eternal Wakefulness ‘They slept deeply and desperately, slept avidly as if for the last time, as if they were condemned to eternal wakefulness…’ ph. mrd. Junio ‘26

Now, during Pride, I find myself returning to these lines from Ocean Vuong’s poem Not Even This: “I used to be a fag now I’m a checkbox. The pen tip jabbed in my back, I feel the mark of progress.”

Happy "People be gay" month

Es Trenc 🌊☀️🩲