alone could fill all the space
between all the yellow cities on the map with a hollow
more empty than the echo of the emptiest of moved-from homes
84,000 daughters, all named Jiva, have died and been buried here in this boundless cemetery you call a world.
An ode to human connection, ‘Air’ evokes through image and music the emotional resonance between people when they almost, but not quite touch.
Little Brother charts the transitional time of adolescence when childhood ends and independence comes into fruition.
To accompany another is to give companionship against despair, dissonance and desolation.
And you, my love.
Why do I feel alone without you
Whom I have never known?
The Loneliness One dare not sound—And would as soon surmiseAs in its Grave go plumbingTo ascertain the size— The Loneliness whose worst alarmIs lest itself should see—And perish from before … Continue reading