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Writings

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

london

We arrive sleepy and bent - a crumpled wad of desire for something new. These wet hot streets - a vistors reckoning - grief. But that is...

Sunrise

Your death is an angry wasp – a hungry bear – desire turned on it’s side, blue. I always wanted to tell you something meaningful like...

Losing

I am not sure loss can be measured By how much we loved Or what went missing But for sure if it could You got me.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

These transcripts were translated from audio and may not entirely reflect the written version.

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