"as the blood falls, i ask who it belongs to; is it mine, as it seeps from my body, or yours?"
a queer fantasia; a murmured prayer; two bodies entangled beyond language beyond gender become dirt become holy become meat become love
In the last gentle breaths of bacchanale, two lovers are told the tale of the great god Pan’s pursuit of the forest nymph Syrinx. As the story's violent end unfolds, the lovers are haunted by the parts they find themselves playing.
