TWO DOORS, SAME FIRE…
One burns slowly.
The other ignites instantly.
WRITING THE CALIFORNIA FEVER DREAM
“The world would see Malibu burned to ash. But you would remember it as a cathedral, a mouth, a siren ocean of flame.”
— The Wax Surfers of Malibu
“Echo Park at twilight feels like a fever breaking in reverse…”
— Neon Devotion
“The salt flats looked like a broken mirror dropped from the sky.”
— Lanterns Across The Salt
“The pier smelled like rot and sugar, seaweed and funnel cake clashing in the same breath.”