EVENT HORIZON

A Church Getting Turned Into Luxury Housing I Went Under The Awning What Can The Algorithm Sell You At The End Of The World But The Sky They Gave Us Mavis Beacon And Slavish Deacons Light Undiluted Whoever Claimed State Power Also Claimed The Ceilings Portal Targets And Digits In A Surveillance State Everyone Is A Performer I Can Wrap Like An Afghan (Or A Noose) Event Horizon Untitled Untitled (In)visible Supports Today They Shook Me Down To My Core All My Niggas Need Hugs For Daily Trauma Dealings Ownership Is Theft Untitled The Fire This Time How Many Caterpillars Never Become A Butterfly Red Shift Untitled And What Of The Children That Grow Up In A Country That Worships Anti-Aging Untitled The Necessity And Futility Of Individual Action The Microcosm Between Velour And Velvet Tension A Potential Point Of Release - Find Comfort In The Blackness Untitled The Bathroom Is A Scared Space If Faith Is Under The Left Nipple Our Present Is Their Past Mammy Breezy Point, The Whitest Neighborhood In NY A Cruise Ship Sailing Above The Corpses Of Slaves Thrown Overboard Redcliffe Caves, Bristol (Plaque) Blood Port Untitled A Desire For A Kind Of Magic The Power Of Good Architecture And The Necessity Of Seeing Yourself Reflected In The Spaces You Inhabit Barotrauma Angel Is The Name Of Their Office, Not Their Nature - Only The Dead Get To Meet Angels Baptized In The Wake Post-Death Strange Fruit Pulmonary Embolism Untitled I Stood There For Some Infinite Time. I Did Weep, But That Is Nothing In Comparison. The View From Inside The Monolith Untitled Untitled That Nigga Look Just Like Me A Skin To Harlem Airshaft Today I Built Sandcastles The Guilty Remnant Don't Turn My Memory Into A Meme - Did Jesus Feel That He Was Supported As He Died - Faith In That The Trying Is Worth Something A Tribute To The Fallen - An Invisible Support Structure - A Waning Crescent (Surrender) Capitalism On Autopilot While We Ghostride The Whip Mother Of God False Sense Of Closeness Untitled I Can See A Massacre Across The Ocean In The Palm Of My Hand The Heaviest Thought Banged Untitled Untitled Diptych We Watched You Die And Couldn't Do Anything - Can A Deathbed Be A Memorial Fingerprints Are A Memory Of Pressure Legs (Its A Beautiful Thing To Be Supported)