Jul 10
Slimegirl who uses herself like kintsugi lacquer and the ever-growing collection of dolls she has found broken and discarded, each one of them lovingly repaired, made whole again and beautiful and yet indelibly changed, never again composed entirely of themselves. Slimegirl who seeks out the unwanted and damaged, who shatters what was only cracked, who rasps away the harshest edges and throws away the smallest shards, and who then fills in the breaks in another's being with herself. Slimegirl surrounded by dolls who will always bear the mark of exactly who made them this way.
