Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledSpacetime What is this enchantment coming in waves, inhabiting the empty spaces, blue and green memories, sky and earth everlasting?...
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledSpacetime What is this enchantment coming in waves, inhabiting the empty spaces, blue and green memories, sky and earth everlasting?...
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledAmor Fati All creation is violence. A rift in the fabric. Split and spilled. Torn asunder. Our infinite collisions sparking life. The...
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledAmor Fati All creation is violence. A rift in the fabric. Split and spilled. Torn asunder. Our infinite collisions sparking life. The...
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledProxima Centauri It is in the way the fruit blossoms forth from a spent flower, in the things not said, the way the sun stays a...
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledProxima Centauri It is in the way the fruit blossoms forth from a spent flower, in the things not said, the way the sun stays a...
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledThe Wishing Well The water tastes of iron, blood. The lost and looking bleed dreams, surround me in copper winks, glimmering wishes....
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledThe Wishing Well The water tastes of iron, blood. The lost and looking bleed dreams, surround me in copper winks, glimmering wishes....
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledGhost Girls You quietly do so things get done. But, there is no victory parade for having and holding, for bearing babies for eating...
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledGhost Girls You quietly do so things get done. But, there is no victory parade for having and holding, for bearing babies for eating...
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledPut your ear to your arm, better yet, your wrist. You will hear the ocean inside roar, rush through, barely breaking to beat, your...
Jennifer Preston ChushcoffJan 8, 20221 minUntitledPut your ear to your arm, better yet, your wrist. You will hear the ocean inside roar, rush through, barely breaking to beat, your...