About the work

A closer look.

Name one person you keep and one line about them. I write the opening of how they would stand in my world: fire, pine smoke, antlers over the rack, the camp held in dusk. Plain written text, delivered here. No photo needed to start. Not a template; I write it for the one you name. Sample line, mine, made for no one: 'She comes up the path slower than the rest, one hand open at her side like she forgot what it was for. The fire knows her before my aunts do.'