Dead Paper

"My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!
And yet they seem alive and quivering..."

*all collages and poems are original works by Dead Paper



Forward
Backward
a rush of waveson the skin,a burn of bloodin the heart.diving headfirst,holding our breath. 

a rush of waves
on the skin,
a burn of blood
in the heart.

diving headfirst,
holding our breath.