27/07/2026
If you listen close on a windy day, you might still be able to hear the sounds of the dub from the old botanists lab rushing by your ears. The bass resonating for a perfect moment; the sounds of laughter, conversation; joyful union in a memory, kept alive by the wind before the sounds of the rest world replace it - all busied and hurried.
If you close your eyes, turn your head to the east and if you do it just right; not too hard and not too low - you’ll hear the soft chimes of the time machine and poetry dancing on the wind. The flapping of old. Gently the memories beckons. For just a second.
Close your eyes and listen.
November.
Tickets are blooming. 🌱
Video and edit: the incomparable skyla haley
