…some nights I drink tea
seeking a map of geography
and the warmth of your hands
with the leaves they whisper
some nights I drink whisky
feeling the truth that burns
two fingers against the throat
with the gravity of being
the pendulum that swings
swallowing the flame
until the ghosts of the house
begin to whisper your name.








The title has such a nostalgic vibe. What inspired that theme for the shoot?