sex Sanctuary: Stretched in Between Living and Dying. June 19, 2020 The sweat between my body and yours is a gentle baptism. Vulnerability laced with the innocence and confusion of unknowing. Continue Reading
art I Read Books While Time Burrows Into Me. June 19, 2020 Most books I own do not finish with 'the end'. It seems to me, like life itself, a great work simply trails off, like forgotten phrases. Continue Reading