Crossing Over: A Love Letter
A space large enough to hold a planet enables it to move miles in seconds. The distance between you and me, our tiny specks floating in...
We Spoon at Night
We spoon at night. We curl into our dark parts. We merge and separate. An oscillating moan escapes from our shapes. We are more satisfied...
KALI LIVES
These are some photos taken by my beloved cohort member, Patrick. They are the opening stances for yesterday's brief but trembling...
