D A W N

“À l’aurore, armés d’une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes.”
― Arthur Rimbaud

H A N D M A D E

“One hand I extend into myself, the other toward others.”
― Dejan Stojanovic

G R E E N

“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.”
~ Aldous Huxley

A N O N Y M O U S

“I will remember the feel of his hand around mine for the rest of my life.”
~ Meg Leder

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“Life is for the living.
Death is for the dead.
Let life be like music.
And death a note unsaid.”
~ Langston Hughes

I N H A R M O N I C

“…I just want to listen as the train fills
completely with warm water, and we are all swimming slowly toward the man with Mozart flowing from his hands.

I want nothing but to put my fingers inside his mouth, let that prayer hum through my veins.

I want crawl into the hole in his violin.
I want to sleep there until my flesh
becomes music.”

~ Ocean Vuong

A N T S

“And real talk, like, seeing these ants and studying them and respecting them, it’s like, man, they’re in their own community too. They’re trying to survive. They love. They fight. They telling themselves something. We can’t understand, but one day we will.”
~ Brandon McCartney

W R I S T S

A million words were not enough to pick up and carry sorrow to the end of its sentences A million songs were not enough to restore hope to the height of its crescendos

S O G A

THE CHANNELING OF DR. BOMBAY

F I N K

“Did I just hear him correctly?” I thought to myself.