Restless – Cecilia Borromeo

It is that perennial immateriality dwelling between living and dying crouched in the corners and grappling by the hinges only to remain unseen; We weave our web of what we believe we understand of the relationship of our acts and events only to remain misunderstood; From that odd wisp of steam of heated discussions to... Continue Reading →

Elemental

the springs seem to last forever as you sleep bare in clustered sand to stand the sweep of a foamy wave just on the fence of frost to have lost track of time at such a cost, to wake up in a month of August with peeling skin eyes baring a polarity to behold, just... Continue Reading →

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