visual poetry
The Valsalva Maneuver
And feeling how I feel etc.
Bottle Fed
1000 Days and counting
On Becoming A Fool and Other Thoughts
On Being Human
What if instead of acknowledging our differences—we acknowledged our unique consciousness, our unique loneliness? What if we recognized the profound sadness that underlies our experience as humans—floating on a mustard seed through oblivion?
Timothy Michael Photo 