Feral

We are never far from the wild.

Irrealis

The dead still hold space in the lives of the living.

Ode to Diogenes

A hymn to Diogenes, who wanted from the world only sunlight and honesty.

Morning Road

A figure drives into dawn, but the dark refuses to fall behind.

Mundus

The world rises through body and creation, until a child gently returns it.

Sad

A dialogue between logic and memory circles the grief of no longer wanting a life that once felt electric.

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