Porcelain Dog

Eat Your God
I’m lying in the dirt listening to the wind.
Oct 1 • Porcelain Dog

September 2026

7
I have a cigarette loaded.
Sep 27 • Porcelain Dog
Porcelain Girl
She sits on a couch possessed by an idea, like her dreams are made of plastic, she’s an advertisement.
Sep 25 • Porcelain Dog
A Love Letter To Junk Yard Dogs
I always found that the old ragged people missing fingers or eyes somehow had more to them than the ones with all their extremities intact.
Sep 23 • Porcelain Dog
Have Fun, Stay Paranoid.
I see it all the time because my occupation and hobbies have danger laced into them.
Sep 21 • Porcelain Dog
What Does This Have To Do With Anything?
I’ll sit on a mountain and watch the clouds go by, cheer them on in my own quiet way.
Sep 19 • Porcelain Dog
Shamanic Love
On the edge of everything is a woman so rare that to even glimpse or breathe the same air would be a testament of your courage.
Sep 17 • Porcelain Dog
The Key To Depression Is Defiance.
Like your skin is sewn into the bed.
Sep 15 • Porcelain Dog
If They Can't Kiss Your Darkness, They Don't Deserve Your Light
Your greatest wounds are the source of your greatest healing.
Sep 15 • Porcelain Dog
The Vacant Womb Of Modernity
Sterile white, boxes, straight lines.
Sep 3 • Porcelain Dog

August 2026

Somatic Sunrise
They’ve stolen everything from you and sold it back as luxury.
Aug 31 • Porcelain Dog
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