I write a lot about the wanting to belong, the heartache of losing what we love, and the depravity of man. This time I thought I'd take all those thin..
Feel the tensionThese taxidermies come alive when our backs are turnedRevisions made to life and gestureTheir stance is quite poeticThose mummies make..
I see life through crystalline slaughterhousesMy flightless life is confined to snapshots of buzzing pinwheelsThis lonely dance floor extends its arms..