Pilot lights, understated

If you asked me right now what's alive within me, I would need to pause to check.

Disconnection is protection. It's regulation.

So much wants to be known inside me that isn't.

Curiosity—that's the pilot light. A pulling warmth. A coming towards.

Curiosity is movement.

Altar for San Martín de Porres, Iquitos, November 2025