“Darling, darling. I live in you, and you would die for me. I love you so.”
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“Darling, darling. I live in you, and you would die for me. I love you so.”
carmilla (stone) lithograph | prints here
"The shift from the Afro-Caribbean zombie to the U.S. zombie is clear: in Caribbean folklore, people are scared of becoming zombies, whereas in U.S. narratives people are scared of zombies. This shift is significant because it maps the movement from the zombie as victim (Caribbean) to the zombie as an aggressive and terrifying monster who consumes human flesh (U.S.). In Haitian folklore, for instance, zombies do not physically threaten people; rather, the threat comes from the voduon practice whereby the sorcerer (master) subjugates the individual by robbing the victim of free will, language and cognition. The zombie is enslaved."
— Justin D. Edwards, "Mapping Tropical Gothic in the Americas" in Tropical Gothic in Literature and Culture.
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Drowning in the dark
Some nights I don't want to talk
I can feel it better when we lie to ourselves
You don't feel at all
Don't hope
We can make it out
Talk slow
We can take it now
Slip away
There's nothing left to keep us here
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from “that’s my girl” to “that’s my wife”
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Watercolor on Black Cotton Paper
2023, 22"x 30"
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