Two paint-covered hands held open, palms facing outward against a bright yellow background. The hands are smeared with blue, green, red, and brown paint across the fingers and palms.

unless I do…

I've never been able to satisfactorily explain this, but I don't like to be touched. Unless I do. And by never been able to satisfactorily explain it, I mean to anybody. Including myself. People sometimes think or feel in huge generalities. I niche down. The big space is too nebulous for me. There are maybe … Continue reading unless I do…