9m •
2023
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. Without her, we are lifeless satellites drifting.
2020•
0
2006•
7.0
2024•
0
2024•
0
2024•
10.0
2022•
9.0
2021•
0
2003•
6.3
2022•
0
2012•
9.2
2014•
4.2
2022•
0
2024•
10.0
2019•
0
Budget: $100
Revenue: $0
