It wasn’t hard to get here, not as hard as I would’ve thought. It’s been warm out and I picked a scab from a midge bite on my foot. I picked it until it was sore, red and open with a thin puffy pink line of skin framing it. It looked like a deep red mirror and I couldn’t help picking deeper, half aware that I was digging into myself. I widened the hole until it was just big enough, and I thrust my head in, diving down, turning everything inside out.
Come With Me and Spit It Out! are sister pieces, made to be watched in no specific order.