// from echos across honeycomb floors of the cityhall: half-cut planets your eyes an orbit from pupil to the lines around your mouth open i miss your touch your tongue shapes experiences you sense like mints dear child you transform every tip, joint and toe points a different direction rolling…

My feet are walking because I’m telling them to do so. Or because I do so. I believe that our connection with the body is fundamental: Being embodied in the world in order to balance. When we separate body and mind, sit still for hours or days, energy stops flowing.…