Hatti Rees, BA Fashion Womenswear, Cristóbal Balenciaga Museum Project Sketchbook

A tree of blood soaks the morning where the newborn woman groans. Her voice leaves glass in the wound and on the panes, a diagram of bone. Adam dreams in the fever of the clay of a child who comes galloping through the double pulse of his cheek. But a dark other Adam is dreaming of a neuter moon of seedless stone where the child of light will burn.