Be Moonstruck, Be Delirious

You hear the voice of the gentle dusk, the sound of bedsheets being curled, the melody of warm water. Stop for a moment, close your eyes, forget the blast, the clattering, the thunder. You are not here nor do you have to be. Forget your duties, chores, and burdens. Prick up your ears to what you tell yourself within. Build castles in the air until you find the courage to fly up and seize them. Be moonstruck, be delirious. ◆

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Alyona is a Boston-born Berlin-bred visual artist and filmmaker whose art takes a melancholic stance as an observer of the urban whirl and looks from an impartial perspective at how people are mere pawns in large cities.