The God of Class & SufferingI met God last night at a small office in Cambridge. She sat on an egg, a gift by Arne Jacobsen. And she glowed in a navy double breasted…Apr 252Apr 252
Recycled Tinall those things we were never told how children will grow up to mirror our shadows and how shadows are often brighter than garments of…Mar 131Mar 131
The ChildUntil he returns– the child you once lost in the folds of your bed in the pleats of your skirt in the spinning of threads. The child you…Mar 61Mar 61
