February 2023

“February, a form pale-vestured, wildly fair. One of the North Wind’s daughters with icicles in her hair.” – Edgar Fawcett

August 2022 • Part II

“But this girl felt like nectarines and balconies to me. She felt like everything. She felt like a long winter, then a nervous spring, then a sticky summer, and then those last days you never thought you’d get to, the ones that spread themselves out, out, out until they feel like they go on forever. So, August is a person.”
― Casey McQuiston

August 2022 • Part I

“This morning, the sun endures past dawn. I realise that it is August: the summer’s last stand.”
― Sara Baume

March 2022

March is such a fickle month. It is the seam between winter and spring—though seam suggests an even hem, and March is more like a rough line of stitches sewn by an unsteady hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t know what you’ll find, until you step outside. – V. E. Schwab

November 2021

“I know that I have died before—once in November.” – Anne Sexton