spencer nitkey

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Time is absolute. My son is born and there is blood, screaming sweet as rain, tears, and joy. I hold him. Things precede. Time...

Be honest: have you lost all sense of time in the last two years? I know I have. Working from home means no commute, means no...

I pick through owl pellets and call it art, though my husband refuses to. The sculptures are mostly skeletal. I dip them in resin...