poetry
mind
g the world now falls the beginning o)
image
when the turned-inside-out-me
in the ■■■nerv■e■■■■■ of a dream
no man's darkness
evidences that we are a mere memory of rocks, flowers, walls
object
dump the stars in ocean
on a mid
epic
so that's why we can't touch the outside
you me
when we kiss
sara sara the sun penetrates my vessells
when i was smaller than an
inside the vessel of a cow
toto
a baby just born like a pan cake
tear and slobber is the same secreta
even the least power has will
Pre-gravity feet are rainbows. Walls are
short
folklore + AK 47
novel
poetry novel
fish noci
exhibition
touch the flaming letters
FLOWer publishing exhibition@UTRECHT NOWIDeA
glass future myth
Konjaku Story@Takato Museum
audiovisual
waterdrop lens
O: a film shot with water lens -les amants d'eau-
translation
book
"ALL L/Right" tsukao
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