national boomerang
bravo whiskey
if I were in Vietnam
my kill

declaimed poetry

distant lover
my father reading marx for the first time

first in - last out

She brought forth to him his imaginations. She did not understand, any more than a woman understands when she conceives a child in her womb. But this was life for her and for him.

D. H. Lawrence
Sons and Lovers

Distant Lover, 2008, video, 6:02