Do not try to inhabit another's soul. You have your own.
       
     
Falling into a liquid mirror to finally understand that the purpose of earth is earth.
       
     
You're made of marble. Did you finish yet?
       
     
He knows what's poisonous as he eats the world.
       
     
Disorderly Delights
       
     
Do not shower me with words. Not all of me will die.
       
     
Don't probe your brain's sore tooth in the dark.
       
     
Don't write letters and numbers in a square. They don't belong there.
       
     
Fever Dream.
       
     
Ghosts are more solid than we are.
       
     
I saw, in his hands, a long spear of gold.
       
     
It has mellowed my nightmares into a gentile sanity.
       
     
My tongue decayed. Now the story is slightly distorted.
       
     
Preembryonic states.
       
     
She requires a vision.
       
     
The death of flowers in unintentional.
       
     
The phases of night can be laminated with melancholy.
       
     
The spirit is here. Are You?
       
     
This doesn’t look that much different from home.
       
     
This is transverberation.
       
     
This story is bigger than ourselves.
       
     
Try the “come hither” approach.
       
     
You don’t have to become what you already are.
       
     
You intruded on this earthly body.
       
     
Withering tongue, do your weeping now.
       
     
The night creatures communicate through vibrations. Now they live in me.
       
     
Do not try to inhabit another's soul. You have your own.
       
     
Do not try to inhabit another's soul. You have your own.

Collage, 2016.

Falling into a liquid mirror to finally understand that the purpose of earth is earth.
       
     
Falling into a liquid mirror to finally understand that the purpose of earth is earth.

Collage, 2016.

You're made of marble. Did you finish yet?
       
     
You're made of marble. Did you finish yet?

Collage, 2016.

He knows what's poisonous as he eats the world.
       
     
He knows what's poisonous as he eats the world.

Collage, 2016.

Disorderly Delights
       
     
Disorderly Delights

Collage, 2016.

Do not shower me with words. Not all of me will die.
       
     
Do not shower me with words. Not all of me will die.

Collage, 2016.

Don't probe your brain's sore tooth in the dark.
       
     
Don't probe your brain's sore tooth in the dark.

Collage, 2016.

Don't write letters and numbers in a square. They don't belong there.
       
     
Don't write letters and numbers in a square. They don't belong there.

Collage, 2016.

Fever Dream.
       
     
Fever Dream.

Collage, 2016.

 

Ghosts are more solid than we are.
       
     
Ghosts are more solid than we are.

Collage, 2016.

I saw, in his hands, a long spear of gold.
       
     
I saw, in his hands, a long spear of gold.

Collage, 2016.

It has mellowed my nightmares into a gentile sanity.
       
     
It has mellowed my nightmares into a gentile sanity.

Collage, 2016.

My tongue decayed. Now the story is slightly distorted.
       
     
My tongue decayed. Now the story is slightly distorted.

Collage, 2016.

Preembryonic states.
       
     
Preembryonic states.

Collage, 2016.

She requires a vision.
       
     
She requires a vision.

Collage, 2016.

The death of flowers in unintentional.
       
     
The death of flowers in unintentional.

Collage, 2016.

The phases of night can be laminated with melancholy.
       
     
The phases of night can be laminated with melancholy.

Collage, 2016.

The spirit is here. Are You?
       
     
The spirit is here. Are You?

Collage, 2016.

This doesn’t look that much different from home.
       
     
This doesn’t look that much different from home.

Collage, 2016.

This is transverberation.
       
     
This is transverberation.

Collage, 2016.

This story is bigger than ourselves.
       
     
This story is bigger than ourselves.

Collage, 2016.

Try the “come hither” approach.
       
     
Try the “come hither” approach.

Collage, 2016.

You don’t have to become what you already are.
       
     
You don’t have to become what you already are.

Collage, 2016.

You intruded on this earthly body.
       
     
You intruded on this earthly body.

Collage, 2016.

Withering tongue, do your weeping now.
       
     
Withering tongue, do your weeping now.

Collage, 2016.

The night creatures communicate through vibrations. Now they live in me.
       
     
The night creatures communicate through vibrations. Now they live in me.

Collage, 2016.