A mysterious package delivers a long-lost saxophone that absolutely should not still exist. What begins as a nostalgic reunion quickly spirals into absurd horror-comedy as the instrument reveals both a mouth and opinions about its former owner’s musical talent.
A short reflective prose piece about returning to the backroads tied to memory, escape and personal history. Through quiet imagery and repetition, it explores closure, growth and the conscious decision to stop retracing old emotional paths.
A short update announcing the release of Unsorted, a collection of poetry published to clear creative backlog and make space for future work. Reflects a desire to move forward creatively while allowing older pieces to finally exist publicly.