Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But it's usually too...
When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the...
I think it comes from really liking literary forms. Poetry is very beautiful but the space on the page can be as affecting as where the text is. Like when Miles Davis doesn't play it has a poignancy to it.
