TWELVE is a mixed-media project comprised of silver-gelatin, hand painted photographs.
    The photographs are accompanied by short poems which unveil a relationship in twelve stages.


    simple understanding
    warmth we want to embrace but also give
    dreams we carry with us every day
    waves of joy and doubts
    early mornings and late afternoons
    you & me standing in this world naked 

    and feeling everything we desire to feel


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    1. E X P L O S I O N

    then I saw her light hair
    and I became alive again”

    /she remembers/

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    2. A T O M S

    Every cell is longing to connect
    with mosses, sun, hair, lips 

    stunning nipples, splendid hips
    /pure desire
    purity in desire/


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    3. C R E A T I O N
    Something is happening
    something different
    something big
    swaying like a delicate twig
    /believe it/

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    4. E D E N

    It takes courage to walk into the garden
    it takes courage to bite the apple
    taste it with relish

    bite it for a taste of mortality 

    it takes courage to do this act of freedom
    and /not to betray yourself/

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    5. O L Y M P U S

    Do they tell you to go east?
    go west then…

    sing your voice
    paint your choice

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    6. R E F L E C T I O N

    Their minds joined 
    so naturally
    and quiet 

    like a seed joins the dirt

    with lightness

    without being hurt

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    7. F A I T H

    They sing a song every morning 

    like birds do
    to celebrate
    to feel
    a new day is their old religion
    /to heal the real/


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    8. T R U S T

    In the mist of the acts
    their hearts have grown
    covered in gentleness
    existing far away from words

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    9. L O V E
    the table has crystal stars 
    they seem brighter
    the table has cracks 
    they seem
    you are sitting next to me

    and your smile makes me
    /what comes first
    trust or love?/

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    10. R E A L I T Y

    cobwebs are delicate 

    the sun can burn them easily

    and lift the ash to lost burrows

    it’s hard to dream/

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    11. D R E A M

    I'm holding your breath

    in my palm
    warm and tender like your body
    when you turn your attention 

    to my side of the bed
    /dream or reality?/

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    12. T I M E

    The horizon at the end of the day
    feeds our dreams 

    all creatures are on our side

    covered in purple 

    they are pointing sharp fingers into