They walked slowly down the corridor streets, eyes looking ahead for the edge of the land. Dying embers on charred wood still smoking, cracking between curled fingers. Both the city and night, quiet. Two figures black against a growing ocean. A long breath, ribs, shoulders, chest, rising and falling across…

The rain lashes, the wind whips, many damp people groan and tut at the audacity of a wet winter. A journey; a long one with bags of objects that would be considered entirely surplus. We arrive and are left in the absence of tension. The scent in the air is…

as I left you, I walked for a trembling moment I believed I had left everything behind that my legs would falter, but I walked the still standing time within and now, here as I walk I see that I have everything ahead of me . if you possessed a…

With immense power, resistance dictates the energy exerted When resistance is too high, no energy will flow When resistance is lowered the only limits are the physical restraints When the initial resistance is too low the energy will shatter the physical In an explosion melting into and burning everything around…

From a severed point painfully gently venerable hoar drops shades of rime splinter of opaque written words unmoor   Timer

An invocation for my stay in the home home here I alight upon my knees on soft and unsullied soil beseech the currents to convey me to a space of peace and shelter from carrying the weight of the world just for a while home hold me for that while…

step by step by materialize fully in everything you do in order to materialize dream into reality step by step i wasnt prepared for the amount of suffering that erupted from eyes step by so i kissed one of them but what i felt more was the seperation felt between…

the seams concern me I look for the seams though I know finding them will destroy me there are no doors only curtains and insinuations of portals. do I dare map home, do I dare map my dreams? every object I turn objects which constitute this universe the blocks Today…

The strength from standing with our society on the staircase while people gathered. The weight of the golden eggs, a surprise to many. The sound eccoing from the walls, enclosing us. The veil, feeling more and more familiar. The hugs and tears from strangers, preciously given to me. – FC/CF…