Analogue photo shoot with the wonderful photographer Marta Huguet.

A grave, grave of your own
Sing me a homecoming tale
When do you show your face? Is it in the trees looking down?
Roots wrap around our songs and plant seeds. I’ll write this down in the morning
I did what you asked me. Now I’m not sure that you ever spoke to me at all,
Scenes of deep red, green fields and I’m home again
But I’m still confused.

(Her Name Is Calla, Dreamlands )