An open book with moon cards and a wax seal by candlelight, with a feather quill on a stone surface.

These are spoken pieces.
They take on a life of their own.

A winter collage with a lake, snow, moon, and an analog tape recorder with soundwave fragments.

These recordings are part of a larger body of work, but they can be entered without context.

You only need to be here long enough
for something to wake up—or go deeper.

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