Recently I made a small series of steampunk-esque mail art items ( Read more... )

I miss you in incoherent dreams of an unknown land ( Read more... )

I went to the room inside where I have kept my passionate heart. I have not been there in some time, though I have walked by the door and leaned there in the darkness many a time. It felt strange to touch it again and hold it, but it has not suffered at all to have been separated from me. I have kept it safe, safe from who I was when I was not ( Read more... )

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Every great work of art is within me ( Read more... )

A few years of virtual handshakes and distant admirations out of the way, I finally meet Tyr. Appropriately goth, we met at 1:00 a.m., haunted the streets of Manhattan, and topped it off by ignoring the sun coming up around us from the atrium seats of a 24-hour coffee shop ( Read more... )

I dreamt in a place of swirling dark where even the air was heavy and nurturing, surroundings profound with comfort. The borders between things embraced in natural harmony, neither separate nor blended, like rich shocks of color that would soothe the eye when placed together. In this place of natural intensities, I searched for you, my love and ( Read more... )