wrote these words spontaneously after re-working the Lunar Annal title page background and creating some equally spontaneous collage pieces. less than a day before shit got real in the most effed-up way yet. bearing witness to our country literally going up in flames has given the implications of what I wrote a much deeper collective context.
dark black elliptical shattered
broken scary moons.
moons to haunt the dreams of the dying
as well as the merely alive
amidst unending disconsolation.