womanness as                      

womanness as    tantric currents



a spell
walking for miles
the love tree

“first read in the desert over a year ago january my body love-bruised and blissful greeting the dawn with cafe du monde the silence of the desert the silence of him still asleep in the next room...

reread now all these months later a different silence but the same dawn my body still love-bruised still blissful my own...”


︎︎︎ created & printed in L.A.
︎︎︎ 5.5 x 8.5 in.
︎︎︎ 50 pages
︎︎︎ soft cover
︎︎︎ coil bound
︎︎︎ limited edition of 20