Concerning the works of Room 13: Osseous,

All artwork and words are original to
Hannah Carpenter Pitkin unless noted otherwise.

1.9.11

i travel centuries across each hatching bloom of your eye, catching drifts of its threaded fragments. the idea that you set forth whispers in some distant echo, while i beckon on foot in this alien world that beams now within the cusp of your grin.

by hannah pitkin

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