A zine about fermentation and brewin some witches brew. Check it out in the shop here.
Every time you brew kombucha, a new layer of cultures multiplies, grows into a disk on top of a disk on top of a disk.… Read More
You witnessed their gathering perched in a distant tree. Fear and joy commingled in the pit of your stomach like the communion of honey-silk and radish-venom.
A strange pollen drifted outward from that circle of beings. It floated in a heavy, sagging stream toward your perch.Your head grew dizzy as the electrochemistry of your body surged and flared; the pH of your fervent skin climbed to dash the hopes of opportunistic microbes.… Read More
After reading this Barthes line, my imagination went nuts, splashing his words with watercolor and building the following scene:
‘Rescind yourself,’ life mandates in its soothing, raspy voice.
‘No,’ you respond, firmly.
The bottom of your feet start to tickle. You feel extinction’s eraser working softly.… Read More