and you, of course
3 minutes 55 seconds
2020


we sit in the wake of silence, drifting in the dark. borders create violence: inflicted, accepted, internalized. regret is white-blue is scalding is a massive rotating star held together by the force of its own gravity and pointless as anything self-contained is. we don't exist as straight lines, at least not perfectly so. we encounter one another; we bend. the rats above my head run in and out, building an invisible home in the line of space between the ceiling and the roof. i build my home through a collection of fragments and feel kindly toward all the places my shadow goes, confirming that i am here too.



music & sound design: brendan principato
audio mastering: drew sher





Mark