“flip/flop”, the fifth installment of a multi-part nude series, is an exploration of versatility and hopeful/lessness.

“a tree that is unbending is easily broken”

good mourning

they told me once,

"there's a place where love conquers all"

a city with the streets full of milk and honey

i haven't found it yet,

but i'm still searching

all I know is a hopeless place

that flows with the blood of my kin

perhaps hopeless isn't a place,

nothing but a state of mind

they told me once,

"don't trust the moon, she's always changing"

the shores bend and break for her

and she begs to be loved,

but nothing here is as it seems