Lessons in Bitter Annihilation

You are eight years old. That’s one hand and three fingers years old. That’s one infinity years old.

No one told you that infinities changed. Not still pools of time stretching on and on and on, but gushing rivers that carve, shape, and bend the earth in their wake.

You are one infinity years old, and for the first time, there is a ripple in your water. Your body is stirring, as if waking from a years-long slumber. Sensations, desires, questions— it’s all so new and exciting.

And dangerous.
Infectious.
Vulnerable.

a solo Belonging Outside Belonging sludge block poem

designed for the #tittyRPGjam

All proceeds from this game will be donated to Born Perfect, a program by the National Center for Lesbian Rights working to end conversion therapy in the United States.

NOTE: This is currently a text-only document. I am in the process of completing layout and will update the game when that is done. Everyone who has purchased the game will receive updates for free.