I’ve gone missing have you seen me?   my pictures are everywhere placed on milk cartons my family and friends, they care   I’ve gone missing have you seen me?   did i just run away or was i abducted, in a ghastly way.  …

it’s been said a lady doesn’t have a memorie; when soul exchanging its the subject. i must said my memorie its alive; it replays on its on. im her target each and every nigth. we oneself when letting go of any rules; the only witness…