Father We fled your house of grey, We ran from home to seek a place where our bodies would never grow. Dreamer Child, be catious of this world. She has an appe...

Streets, these visions, an origami city folding in. Construction, creation, we are architects and kings, Lifting street stones from their beds to build these ho...

I wish I'd just stood and let the sun creep through me. Instead of my attempts to build slingshots, spools and sinkers to bring in the sky. Inventions out of st...

I wade through the earth, Sowing my own, bound up in discords Spread in the stones, Planting deep into ready fears. Soak in these heavy rains, Break from your c...