This project is currently only available in desktop format. Soon there will be a cellphone and tablet version!

the sun has fallen down. the buildings floated upward

[it was so gentle, so quiet]

in the outside inside space sometimes white noise sounds like the ocean

i might have died there

space between earlobe and collar bone opens/


seeing with skin/


with eyes dull/

not for looking/

the space of my mouth widens/

from behind the ribcage, eyes, seeing out, seeing that which is not forward/

from place where knuckle meets crevasse/splayed/////////

an imprint
a trace of a thing past

If you’d like to find out more about Thulani, Josman and Julia, or read more about the project, click here.