the crocodile of my youth no longer appears to me but i’ve made my peace that even apparitions must move on

has anyone ever experienced recurring dreams in the same night?

the ironic questioning of one’s own resistance to something is not entirely separable from the fact of that very same resistance

marx’s claim that “the tradition of all dead generations weighs like a nightmare on the brains of the living” presupposes that there will always be a time where we’d be able to tell the dead from the living

“the syncope decides self-identity.”—(Nancy)

find another way

sewing frankenstein black dreams