Alexander and I were born of different means, of different lineage, though neither was sure what or whom that lineage may have been. But, we

Exciting a Cumulus

There is a machine that hoovers the sky of all the sadness that it imparts. Those important and influential persons that have possession of such

Constant Refresh

This writing project was created after ongoing conversation with the artist Vsevolod Kovalevskij, and is included as a text in the current show SSD SEA/A,

We Stand Alone

An image from ongoing film project based on this zine I wrote a few months ago. we stand alone (circle and triangle) pdf download

The Wall

I WAS BORN an adult. I woke, my feet already large and calloused, buried deep in sun cracked dirt. With difficulty I dug them up,