They hide in the corner on the shore, inside the rooms, under the wet covers of unopened boxes. If we open our eyes slightly, we can see everything from their long tails to their tiny horns. From their faces trying to deceive us, we can see their eyes pouring down their necks. We can understand how courageously they did this to us, while we were crushed under the musty and thick smell of the secrets that were covered over us. According to them, while trying to imprison feelings that are not ugly, our purest states in torture devices...

November, 2022 paper collage // by Demon Ego