This Is (Not) Your Ocean

Queer bodies attract, fall in love, falter, perish. Are our bodies more vulnerable, and therefore our loves, too? A poetic video letter; an intimate experiment of image and sound, of heart, head and hormones; and a loving ode to those who have passed on before memories together could be made. Queer bodies attract, fall in love, falter, perish. Are our bodies more vulnerable, and therefore our loves, too? A poetic video letter; an intimate experiment of image and sound, of heart, head and hormones; and a loving ode to those who have passed on before memories together could be made. Queer bodies attract, fall in love, falter, perish. Are our bodies more vulnerable, and therefore our loves, too? A poetic video letter; an intimate experiment of image and sound, of heart, head and hormones; and a loving ode to those who have passed on before memories together could be made. Queer bodies attract, fall in love, falter, perish. Are our bodies more vulnerable, and therefore our loves, too? A poetic video letter; an intimate experiment of image and sound, of heart, head and hormones; and a loving ode to those who have passed on before memories together could be made.