• An angel has no memory

    I find myself suddenly drawn to the angel as a presentation of male beauty that is sensual and celebratory, rather than violent or coercive. Yes, there’s a bow and arrow. But it’s the revelation of hidden desires he’s aiming at his unseen target, not a threat of subjugation.
  • Building Worlds Fast and Slow

    Something easy to cleanup would mean easy to disappear. In a way, it would be like erasing me along with the mess. I want to say I was here and left this work, this world, this vision.