These notes my go-betweens to no one. In lieu of a line to God.
I send them out, offer them up, let them fall from my hands.
I dream of a form of writing that would write itself. Of writing without writing. Absolution.
— Frenet, Journal
These notes my go-betweens to no one. In lieu of a line to God.
I send them out, offer them up, let them fall from my hands.
I dream of a form of writing that would write itself. Of writing without writing. Absolution.
— Frenet, Journal