I've been obsessed with doppelgängers, alter egos, liminal experiences, otherness. Giga Agladze's The Other Me embodies it all

Liam remembered the very first time that his Máthair Chríona sang the lullaby for him when he was a child, and an old ache squeezed his gut.

Liam stared at Brook—their shape was blurred by his teary eyes. Amber light filtered through the treetops of Sequoias and Redwoods.

A holistic look into author Bill Clegg’s literary works as interconnected ecosystems evincing his solid signature and sophisticated style.

Vertical Reading it's a full immersion into a book's pages, where I swim beside the people in a world of liquid ink within an author's pages

Translation occurs in the immediacy of my bilingual mind. I'm a poet translating poetry, as poetry is written in its cathartic becoming.

I had thought that uncertainty and despair were the gradients of my life before I’d known about this flower growing inside me.

She wore pink stilettos. Her steps towards the stage were sensual, following the cry of mating, the howling of Beck’s guitar.