The need to go astray, to be destroyed, is an extremely private, distant, passionate, turbulent truth.
The need to go astray, to be destroyed, is an extremely private, distant, passionate, turbulent truth.
“There is a black place inside me. It can be reached and perhaps it can consume. But it is not a hive. The black place inside me is mine. I found that it could be filled of architecture and light, water and ancestor, o, things that make me bow-to.”
Lisa Marie Basile | Nympholepsy