• A Few Words About The End

    ¬†you run holding your breath to meet it crazybusypreoccuiedjustonemorethingpressed and the exhale that follows is both public and private. At some point the air is out the bright balloon that you were that bounced through the last days so visible, animated and claimable is suddenly inert, deflated, floppy. There I am on the sofa There… Continue Reading