I At the first breath, the rock split its side for me,and the world fell quiet to hear my stride,for every gesture traced a pale decree,and every trace a pact with the void outside. II I descended through veins where...

A slow drift afloat, of sapphire notes, of winsome blues settling in the air holding on to deep tides, endless deep,like a salt-licked pulse.Pouring itself into a glass of dusklike spilled memories through honey, slipping between my fingers, a...