Onward, upward, greener [redder] grasstures.

An erotic horror film about a boy who sleeps naked on a hot summer night and suddenly discovers that he's not alone.

Tales of old springing forth underlying dissatisfaction with current states of being.

Remembrances past, remind me to pass.

On the Clickity-clack Express it's clear I'm always under duress, unless I forget.

Flitter like tittertatter trying to breathe while working, like a mad hatter; the outofbreath feeling rising from recursive reforgettings (or their...

Say Om as you reach home only to realize you never really left/stopped saying Om.

Don't ask me why, but I feel we're about to cry trying.

Abandoning the Abaddon-loathed abandoner opens plenty of reclaimed... everything(s).

A man skeptical about ghosts who loves filming with the camera on his iPhone, visits a house in Dulvey at the request of a friend. But something just...

Running up that [mountainous-outcropping] because there is none of this that's stopping.

After spending a few months in quarantine, a young filmmaker struggles to find inspiration.