“...all these epic battles and monsters lately - but love is a tiny world and I prefer a more personal style...”

“...you forget love - though you fled from them, you secretly loved the monsters of your childhood...”

“...I see you as series of gestures, a palette of colors -all these tiny tiles pixelate, and then coalesce... into the idea of you...”

“...I prefer rain -sometimes I feel sunlight will turn me to stone - perhaps I'm a Troll...”

“...I'm shy in person - so afraid to confess my love - I need a go-between - our mutual friend, the Moon...”

“...cities are murky places - hatching grounds for monsters...”

“... the scarlet thread,the red clay from which we were made, runs in tiny streams through all our veins, reminding us of where we began...”