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HEAVY AS ALL BREATH by Palimrya
slurrypunk parenthood guro
palimrya.itch.io
HEAVY AS ALL BREATH: Four thousand words of hightech/lowlife slow-burn slurrypunk parenthood guro, free on itch.
Mass, capital, damage. A wombful of slime, a pocketful of opaline teeth.
The wholeness of little things.
palimrya.itch.io/heavy
Mass, capital, damage. A wombful of slime, a pocketful of opaline teeth.
The wholeness of little things.
palimrya.itch.io/heavy
was watching a dating show with my friend last night and we fucking died when they put this guy’s profession on the screen
January 17, 2026 at 11:35 AM
was watching a dating show with my friend last night and we fucking died when they put this guy’s profession on the screen
zolpidem-loopy (zolpy) 4AM foggy riverwalk & sleepover-candor phone call with a friend who’s nightdriving to maryland for the hypnokink con (only hearing 1 of 3 syllables over growling asphalt) goes hard. i recommend this specific arrangement of time and matter to you all
January 15, 2026 at 11:48 AM
zolpidem-loopy (zolpy) 4AM foggy riverwalk & sleepover-candor phone call with a friend who’s nightdriving to maryland for the hypnokink con (only hearing 1 of 3 syllables over growling asphalt) goes hard. i recommend this specific arrangement of time and matter to you all
Ever been gay or something? Ever gotten dislodged from the objective sightline, newly adrift in the frigidity of the possibility for actual love? I repeat myself.
No Love Can Keep You Kept: 600 words of ecstatic weird horror, live on ergot. Start the year right.
No Love Can Keep You Kept: 600 words of ecstatic weird horror, live on ergot. Start the year right.
"After God blinked, Uncle Pat slapped me on the ear and said, “Honey, they gonna bleed some or what?” like he didn’t notice the clock on the screen."
Today on ergot.: 'No Love Can Keep You Kept' by Palimrya Cannonglass @ptero.org
www.ergot.press/authors/Pali...
Today on ergot.: 'No Love Can Keep You Kept' by Palimrya Cannonglass @ptero.org
www.ergot.press/authors/Pali...
ergot.
innovative + experimental horror
www.ergot.press
January 9, 2026 at 9:31 PM
Ever been gay or something? Ever gotten dislodged from the objective sightline, newly adrift in the frigidity of the possibility for actual love? I repeat myself.
No Love Can Keep You Kept: 600 words of ecstatic weird horror, live on ergot. Start the year right.
No Love Can Keep You Kept: 600 words of ecstatic weird horror, live on ergot. Start the year right.
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Tomorrow on ergot. watching a new match with Palimrya Cannonglass @ptero.org
January 9, 2026 at 12:02 AM
Tomorrow on ergot. watching a new match with Palimrya Cannonglass @ptero.org
theė strappers & gailies art wont now to want a some drippety appel DEATH frǔme cluckerly crones now th thyv med peece with thier belovyboy whose soooo tall up theer. say to me: ooh he dudnt grind us,, oh ye so bouldporr y coinyporr asides….but i just: EAT YE DIRT!! pls dont now sculd clivir moël..
bould art thuse villj pedunklings whost so trivel up the ben stalk to theer fets. i musel preferr my bůnes ungrinded so i sheyl stay plantep here, clivir moel, like a roop in dil orth… horrb man up theer. just horrb..
triveling thryu thee musty thicket , pentanose suc to soil. OH,? love to be doun today, deëpy beneathy.. insteyd ìv oul theels wrechd arrends of a sunny sort. brrutish age proclaimidh be thyre never moeltyme fur moel…………… ouhg
December 30, 2025 at 11:16 AM
theė strappers & gailies art wont now to want a some drippety appel DEATH frǔme cluckerly crones now th thyv med peece with thier belovyboy whose soooo tall up theer. say to me: ooh he dudnt grind us,, oh ye so bouldporr y coinyporr asides….but i just: EAT YE DIRT!! pls dont now sculd clivir moël..
i was feeling terrible tonight until my friends hugged me and said they were going to vibrate until reaching exactly 47 °C like asian honey bees collectively cooking an asian giant hornet alive and i felt so loved & understood
December 28, 2025 at 3:42 AM
i was feeling terrible tonight until my friends hugged me and said they were going to vibrate until reaching exactly 47 °C like asian honey bees collectively cooking an asian giant hornet alive and i felt so loved & understood
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December 25, 2025 at 6:08 PM
i love going on this web site & liking all your lil posts. it’s like i’m watering the precious lil grid of grass in harvest moon, square by square..
December 27, 2025 at 9:43 AM
i love going on this web site & liking all your lil posts. it’s like i’m watering the precious lil grid of grass in harvest moon, square by square..
if i were a petsitter i’d text the humans various updates like “unfortunately your cat has died and lets be honest was not exactly a looker..” and “does your dog usually have 3 legs and a sort of slime trail but it’s red? had my vr goggles on earlier so i didn’t see what it looked like originally”
December 25, 2025 at 10:11 PM
if i were a petsitter i’d text the humans various updates like “unfortunately your cat has died and lets be honest was not exactly a looker..” and “does your dog usually have 3 legs and a sort of slime trail but it’s red? had my vr goggles on earlier so i didn’t see what it looked like originally”
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reposting this because this might be my favorite thing palimrya's written; it's the kind of story that just sticks in my head like sap and won't ever go away. beautiful and dense and makes me feel all kinds of terrible and wonderful things. not reading it is just fucking stupid
HEAVY AS ALL BREATH: Four thousand words of hightech/lowlife slow-burn slurrypunk parenthood guro, free on itch.
Mass, capital, damage. A wombful of slime, a pocketful of opaline teeth.
The wholeness of little things.
palimrya.itch.io/heavy
Mass, capital, damage. A wombful of slime, a pocketful of opaline teeth.
The wholeness of little things.
palimrya.itch.io/heavy
HEAVY AS ALL BREATH by Palimrya
slurrypunk parenthood guro
palimrya.itch.io
December 21, 2025 at 11:11 PM
reposting this because this might be my favorite thing palimrya's written; it's the kind of story that just sticks in my head like sap and won't ever go away. beautiful and dense and makes me feel all kinds of terrible and wonderful things. not reading it is just fucking stupid
i’m on the apps again & somehow i’d forgotten that everyone in boston is a gendercurious burlesqueflexible adventure capitalist plant daddy couple seeking parallel play and climbing buddies
December 20, 2025 at 11:40 PM
i’m on the apps again & somehow i’d forgotten that everyone in boston is a gendercurious burlesqueflexible adventure capitalist plant daddy couple seeking parallel play and climbing buddies
successfully appealed the “explicit sexual content” warning bluesky added to my merely suggestive thirst trap by complaining that they were oppressing my normal male nipples. really didn’t expect that line to work
December 18, 2025 at 3:24 AM
successfully appealed the “explicit sexual content” warning bluesky added to my merely suggestive thirst trap by complaining that they were oppressing my normal male nipples. really didn’t expect that line to work
very funny, & i love the cascade of POVs. “I’m not stopping til we’re all dead, sweetheart”, v relatable & patriotic stuff. if u liked A Canyon of Blood & have 5 minutes to spare u should read this
I have a flash fiction piece titled CRUSHED EAGLE BEAK up at Bull today. Those interested in some trans-penned gallows humor about living in America, proceed.
"Neighbor’s dog was sniffing in my yard today & after a quick transvestigation, it was obvious she used to be a man, so I re-tie the rope to my robe, mutter a quick prayer. I mean, shit man, I have kids." @never.horse mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...
December 17, 2025 at 10:08 AM
very funny, & i love the cascade of POVs. “I’m not stopping til we’re all dead, sweetheart”, v relatable & patriotic stuff. if u liked A Canyon of Blood & have 5 minutes to spare u should read this
i’ve taken my facial mods as an opportunity to be like racer X (no publicly scrapeable likeness), which sucks bc i’m cuter than ever & i wanna post visage!! bwau!! i just remembered i can still post thirst traps tho hehe
December 16, 2025 at 12:06 AM
i’ve taken my facial mods as an opportunity to be like racer X (no publicly scrapeable likeness), which sucks bc i’m cuter than ever & i wanna post visage!! bwau!! i just remembered i can still post thirst traps tho hehe
if you’d told me a decade ago that someday i’d be writing literary guro and within an hour of posting it have several people message me to say they loved it or it made them “want to punch a hole in a wall” i’d have been like “oh maybe i should NOT die actually???” i’m so lucky. i love my friends
December 13, 2025 at 7:51 AM
if you’d told me a decade ago that someday i’d be writing literary guro and within an hour of posting it have several people message me to say they loved it or it made them “want to punch a hole in a wall” i’d have been like “oh maybe i should NOT die actually???” i’m so lucky. i love my friends
HEAVY AS ALL BREATH: Four thousand words of hightech/lowlife slow-burn slurrypunk parenthood guro, free on itch.
Mass, capital, damage. A wombful of slime, a pocketful of opaline teeth.
The wholeness of little things.
palimrya.itch.io/heavy
Mass, capital, damage. A wombful of slime, a pocketful of opaline teeth.
The wholeness of little things.
palimrya.itch.io/heavy
HEAVY AS ALL BREATH by Palimrya
slurrypunk parenthood guro
palimrya.itch.io
December 13, 2025 at 12:57 AM
HEAVY AS ALL BREATH: Four thousand words of hightech/lowlife slow-burn slurrypunk parenthood guro, free on itch.
Mass, capital, damage. A wombful of slime, a pocketful of opaline teeth.
The wholeness of little things.
palimrya.itch.io/heavy
Mass, capital, damage. A wombful of slime, a pocketful of opaline teeth.
The wholeness of little things.
palimrya.itch.io/heavy
i wish more litmags encouraged experimental digital formatting. casually hypertextual poems, color or font as dialogue tags, inline definitions-on-hover for scifi coinages, idk. there are a million weird lil things you can do with the internet. i wish u could try more of them & still get published
December 8, 2025 at 11:01 AM
i wish more litmags encouraged experimental digital formatting. casually hypertextual poems, color or font as dialogue tags, inline definitions-on-hover for scifi coinages, idk. there are a million weird lil things you can do with the internet. i wish u could try more of them & still get published
girls teaching me about baseball: bunky medunkus is the only pitcher to ever eat a whole bilbo plate on the mound before the dugout mutts could bite his belly. despite this feat, the mariners traded him for an old whalebone
me: (இ௦இ)꒳ᵒ꒳ᵎᵎᵎ
me: (இ௦இ)꒳ᵒ꒳ᵎᵎᵎ
December 5, 2025 at 1:04 AM
girls teaching me about baseball: bunky medunkus is the only pitcher to ever eat a whole bilbo plate on the mound before the dugout mutts could bite his belly. despite this feat, the mariners traded him for an old whalebone
me: (இ௦இ)꒳ᵒ꒳ᵎᵎᵎ
me: (இ௦இ)꒳ᵒ꒳ᵎᵎᵎ
MAMDANI: sorry if i seem a little off. got a lot on my mind today
TRUMP: yeah
MAMDANI: just, can’t stop thinking about how much better the flintstones movie would have been if those losers hadn’t cast rosie o’donnell in it
TRUMP: um, ok. uhhh *starts slinking out of his fur like a sexy cartoon cat*
TRUMP: yeah
MAMDANI: just, can’t stop thinking about how much better the flintstones movie would have been if those losers hadn’t cast rosie o’donnell in it
TRUMP: um, ok. uhhh *starts slinking out of his fur like a sexy cartoon cat*
November 22, 2025 at 10:15 PM
MAMDANI: sorry if i seem a little off. got a lot on my mind today
TRUMP: yeah
MAMDANI: just, can’t stop thinking about how much better the flintstones movie would have been if those losers hadn’t cast rosie o’donnell in it
TRUMP: um, ok. uhhh *starts slinking out of his fur like a sexy cartoon cat*
TRUMP: yeah
MAMDANI: just, can’t stop thinking about how much better the flintstones movie would have been if those losers hadn’t cast rosie o’donnell in it
TRUMP: um, ok. uhhh *starts slinking out of his fur like a sexy cartoon cat*
my wokest take: put a trillion dollars into funding cultured meat dev and ban livestock farming. pigs have basically the same feelings we have and torturing them is like torturing our own children. “they had low IQ and inferior genes” is no excuse for gas chambers
"my least woke opinion is---"
That's enough. We've had enough people indulging in the "thrill of a little conservatism", as a treat. Of considering reactionary thought to be a salacious and taboo in a world descending into reactionary mania.
Give me your MOST woke opinions. We're bringing it back.
That's enough. We've had enough people indulging in the "thrill of a little conservatism", as a treat. Of considering reactionary thought to be a salacious and taboo in a world descending into reactionary mania.
Give me your MOST woke opinions. We're bringing it back.
November 14, 2025 at 7:48 PM
my wokest take: put a trillion dollars into funding cultured meat dev and ban livestock farming. pigs have basically the same feelings we have and torturing them is like torturing our own children. “they had low IQ and inferior genes” is no excuse for gas chambers
getting laryngitis & suddenly having nothing but body language is final boss autism shit. i’m doing the stutterwave face twitch. the not-a-bow. the catgirl slowblink. the poll workers were like where did she find quaaludes in 2025. i’m like a railway semaphore that’s about to get fired for murder
November 4, 2025 at 10:32 PM
getting laryngitis & suddenly having nothing but body language is final boss autism shit. i’m doing the stutterwave face twitch. the not-a-bow. the catgirl slowblink. the poll workers were like where did she find quaaludes in 2025. i’m like a railway semaphore that’s about to get fired for murder
my guilty autumn pleasure is to visit the local orchard and inject helium into all the trees
November 1, 2025 at 8:23 PM
my guilty autumn pleasure is to visit the local orchard and inject helium into all the trees
the moon macchiating river skin licks me as helicopter searchings tonight, stadium speaker brawn gawping over water as posse siccings. a duck family saw my light and thought i’d kill them as i approached. but i don’t think anyone needs to do that, to anyone
October 31, 2025 at 11:53 PM
the moon macchiating river skin licks me as helicopter searchings tonight, stadium speaker brawn gawping over water as posse siccings. a duck family saw my light and thought i’d kill them as i approached. but i don’t think anyone needs to do that, to anyone
a fuzzion hangargyre has flypods aplenty. grub in there igniting some of the fuel, i see.. ace bombinators will be none too pleased, so u better get moving, lil saboteur..
October 25, 2025 at 8:44 PM
a fuzzion hangargyre has flypods aplenty. grub in there igniting some of the fuel, i see.. ace bombinators will be none too pleased, so u better get moving, lil saboteur..
Verses by @alt.red is one of the best pieces of short fiction (interactive or otherwise) i’ve encountered in years. gorgeously bleak, elegiac prose. a clever translation mechanic. crushing in ways i hadn’t anticipated. it made me cry and i think you should read it!! slugzuki.itch.io/verses
Verses by slugzuki
explore future romania, read poetry, eat meaning
slugzuki.itch.io
October 24, 2025 at 7:58 PM
Verses by @alt.red is one of the best pieces of short fiction (interactive or otherwise) i’ve encountered in years. gorgeously bleak, elegiac prose. a clever translation mechanic. crushing in ways i hadn’t anticipated. it made me cry and i think you should read it!! slugzuki.itch.io/verses