#fire flow

I've always liked to play with fire...

Answering the Emigrant's Letter

Artist: James Collinson (British, 1825-1881)

Date: 1850

Medium: Oil on panel

The streetlamp flickered twice like it recognized us.

A creature with constellation tattoos laughed hard enough to scare the fog away. For a second the whole parking lot felt forgiven. The night shift cashier looked at us like veterans returning from a war nobody remembered happening. We bought energy drinks like sacred elixirs.

Somewhere around 2:13AM every conversation becomes honest. The city removes its makeup. Even the buildings look tired. The bench knew all our names through the weight of us. It remembered: heartbreak posturesm, drunk philosophy postures, "I don’t know what I’m doing with my life" postures and the rarest postures of all: temporary peace.

The fire spinners arrived barefoot smelling like smoke and rainwater. Someone put psytrance on a speaker held together by stickers, hopes and dreams.

Suddenly the empty lot became sacred ground.

A skateboard rolled by itself across the pavement because the ghost that owned it still had places to be. Nobody questioned it.

The moths kept sacrificing themselves to the gas station lights like tiny pilgrims. I think they understood something about devotion the rest of us forgot. There are people who only exist after midnight. Daylight would erase them instantly. You can find them: smoking behind venues, photographing puddles, dancing in abandoned places, falling in love irresponsibly and laughing like collapse is optional.

You are probably one of them.

The city looked brutal from far away. Up close, though? Tiny kindnesses everywhere: someone sharing a lighter, someone waiting to make sure you got home, someone saying "text me when you wake up", someone handing you water after the flow jam..

Civilization survives through small rituals.

At 4AM even the tough people become soft around the edges. That’s when the real versions appear instead of the daytime armor.

The unfinished humans underneath.

🎃 🔥

The Owl House Circus Artist AU:

Eda as a fire flow artist. It’s only fitting given how much of a pyromaniac she is.

Spit

Ignite the night

Fume the area with love