It’s been hard. My mind, heart, and body have been on overdrive. I made the film “NONFUTURE, Meditations on Time” to make sense of it all. If this strikes a chord with you, please share. I hope that this film brings moments of lightness in a very dark and difficult situation inspires creative experimentation to […]
FUX WIT IT
your eyes, I fux wit it
as it traces the chimera creases of my lips
revealing everything and nothing
in a breathless sigh.
your dreams, I fux wit it
as it neatly encases me in glass
displays of enlightened beauty
against the shadowy contours
of science and fantasy.
your murmurs, I fux wit it
as it catalogs my body
into a gallery of cautionary tales
muted screams classified into
fits of hysteria and emotion.
your poetry, I fux wit it
as it flows between my fingers
onto the concrete of greatmen
its form fragmenting under the weight of my
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Do you still remember how to rustle, shake, and dance to the melody of wind and sky? Or do your concrete mirrors only know how to stand still, bitter, and silent? Can I hold you forever closely in this tender moment? Ah but forgetting you will make finding you oh so much sweeter. A morning […]
Currently: I am re-examining my relationship to my body–that forgotten instrument, a vehicle of my consciousness, an extension of self, my best friend and foe.
Command + A step here. Control + Zipper. No, zebra. A zigging and zagging and surrender to the zephyr on my cheek. Option + Alt you. You hilarious tease of forgotten functions. // Mavis Beacon, did you say something? I can’t hear you between the patterned pecks of perfect precision. Move/Be/Do Here, there. now. Everywhere. […]