You are part of the canvas. So Let your gaze linger. Let your thoughts wander. Between brushstrokes and breath, something sacred unfolds. We’ll meet you there. The Obsidian Write yourself in. The Obsidian isn’t this what you came for? The Obsidian Let it mean something. The Obisidian You’re already here. So what’s stopping you? Fork in my Veins Where the Magic Was Giovanni Sorrentino - A written Collection Giovanni Sorrentino - A visual Collection Eric Ogugua - The Ending of Everything
