Hits Me Differently
{queue-up.artistsway.ai/midjourney/eno music focused version} Nothing I write or draw is perfect or even complete... Until there is you: reader. Now that you're here, I hope to make the journey mildly…
{queue-up.artistsway.ai/midjourney/eno music focused version} Nothing I write or draw is perfect or even complete... Until there is you: reader. Now that you're here, I hope to make the journey mildly…
Tripping through the garden of forking paths... Threads of emotion, threads of trauma and tragedy, threads of mania and aspirational bursts of creativity, threads of lovers, threads of mother, threads…
And there it was, the word and world that captured all of my fantasies of escape, literature, community and a woman. Absinthe. Two literary moments in expatriotism, writing, drinking, fucking,…