In the corners of the desert whispers drain out as sweat becomes the turpentine from unnecessary movement   desert flowers draw on moisture in the air   bones lost in storms become the crossroads of the hunted   each direction is an unknown destination while the lost and stubborn follow the moon   tears stain … More STEP THIS WAY


There’s an area within for safekeeping. A galaxy of swirling words with orderly presence. It’s a corner where a full moon enlightens the darkness of emotional highways, hiding us safely.   A disconnect prevents the unpredictable from overtaking expressions; there are no complaints when we hear only our voice.   Every opening song is a … More EVERYWHERE