︎
RIKE DROESCHER
UNDOMESTIC
MANNERS
THROUGH
THE
THICKET
SHINING
WHITE
RIBS
WARMTH
THAT
DOES
NOT
FLICKER
A
SIGH
IN
THE
CURTAIN
LISTEN,
THEY
LEFT
A
SIGH
IN
THE
CURTAIN
THEN
WE
HAVE
GROWN
AERIAL
ROOTS
LUCI D.
DREAMS
OF
FLYING
THE
SERPENT´S
TAIL
THE
BIG
MURMUR
SCRAPS
OF
THE
UNTAINTED
SKY
WHEN
THE
WHISTLE
BLOWS