Movies: Tara Younestabaar

in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping, the moon tells me a secret, a confidant As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own and a million light reflections pass over me, the source is bright and endless. She resuscitates the hopeless. With...

I write with images so that I may cease to move, so that I may arrive at disconnection, and drown within an encounter; in the totality of a single moment....