It Runs Me Flush

I have always been driven by the ecstatic and it’s intensity. Recognizable fetish is laughable parody in its commoditized re-selling of old symbols. Such symbols can do nothing more than nurture recollections, block possibility, and move desire with false pretense. The erotic is different though, (holding the intangibilities of sexual arousal and excitement), it refuses [...]

Eulogy (persist)

I am still describing, or, at the very least, how I exist you. Long after past. Still.

Still.

No matter how temporary.

Fucking And Other Maladies (post script)

We vie with veneer, every one else doesn’t.

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