Innocence reborn.

Unseen and irreversible.

Combustible conversation.

Neither the beauty of nature nor the nature of beauty is ever quite what it seems.

Silent expression.

Screams are often secreted within silence.

Waiting for the night and its myriad possibilities.

Revenge for the Violated.

If we retreat from the world, where does the safety of the cocoon start and the numbness end?

The listless, kinetic energy of city nightlife.