I’m inclined to think life or thoughts or ideas aren’t a blur of movement so much as a collage of image and voice: layered, constant, revved, and singing.
Read MoreWhat would my craft be, we and I, if not for the lovers I share us with?
Read MoreI’m inclined to think life or thoughts or ideas aren’t a blur of movement so much as a collage of image and voice: layered, constant, revved, and singing.
Read MoreWhat would my craft be, we and I, if not for the lovers I share us with?
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