What Light in the East

Blue circuit boards, light trails, and other digital nonsense make a chaotic backdrop for the title text picked out in an early terminal style font

Grief isn’t something that happens in one go, and it isn’t something that stays in its box. I find every funeral I end up at

Several landscapes melt into one another, mountains and lakes and strange outcroppings near the rising sea. Lying prone, a female figure melts into the seafoam

A hooded figure walks on a dark beach towards a city among the stars, positively glowing with promise in the unfeeling void. It’s unclear whether

This was inspired both by recent events and a little meme a friend made in the immediate wake of the 2016 election. There are three