Together Alone, Fragments & Poems

TOGETHER ALONE: FRAGMENTS & POEMS is a personal yet unifying collection of art, fragments, and poetry meant to help soothe the ache of "these days" and bring us closer to ourselves and others.TOGETHER ALONE is a conversation between The Self, The Other, and The Everyone as they share the universal experience of connection and separation. TOGETHER ALONE takes an emotionally deep and philosophically honest approach to this axis, letting it all hang out from first same-sex kisses, to confessions and forgiveness.With rhythmic and precise poetry paired with digitally sketched illustrations and art by Syrah Kai, TOGETHER ALONE guides readers through the darkest parts of their hearts (the parts that are hardest to admit to) and into the shoes of others, highlighting they joys and shadows of being together and being alone. Major themes include connection, solitude, self growth, love lessons, isolation, loss, and forgiveness.A peek inside:. TOGETHER ALONENo matter how isolatedyou think you areyou're not the only onesufferingwe share this experiencethe highs and lowswe are always connectedtogether alone----------------------------------------------. WE ARE ON TIMEMaybe we aren't doomedas a speciesof materialism and stupiditymaybe we are right on timeon cue - on keyto break out into the chorusof our evolutionmaybe we aren't anywhere closeto the endbut actually in the middleof the great eventually. ----------------------------------------------LONG DISTANCE CALLINGDo you remember those late nightlong distance phone calls that used to lastuntil my sunrise and your midnight?I'd whisper in your earin my lowest pillow voiceand I could practically feel your warmth on minehow absurdwe connected through a screena collapsed worldthe distance was a fallacyyou were hereand it was real. ----------------------------------------------WITH LOVEinspired by Sharon OldsI don't know how they do it withso much love. The union of heart and soulforever and maybe afterlike colliding cosmic bodies bursting intoApril showers, with mouths open and fingersinterlaced, skin so sweaty dripping with faith. The drumof hearts synching, writing all those terrible love songs.I don't know how they can get so close,or why they would,why would you give yourself away completely,for free?They are the Lovers I suppose, who love love so muchthey make it everywhere they goThey feel so liberated doing it gently in the showerand a little rougher on the couch.exchanging saliva in domestic blisshoney I'm homegive me a kiss