Sleepwalk into Eternity

<p>There are many phantoms in these woods. Some hide in dark crevices; others slip under the cover of light. All bring with them a hunger. Ghosts enact rituals of fear romance and self-perception in Rosa Christina's Sleepwalk into Eternity a series of surreal and fantastical poems navigating dreamlike landscapes of courtship and longing. From the halls of a haunted house to the shores of forgotten lakes these ghostly vignettes contend with a fearful yearning for the unknown.Rosa Christina may be found somewhere in Southern California. Some say she has been spotted lurking the ruins of a forgotten Borders but true sycophants know she prefers to rot in her abode indefinitely. When she's not working her 9-5 Rosa enjoys reading fantasy novels drawing tarot cards and listening to horror podcasts while driving along the coast.</p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Rosa Christina may be found somewhere in Southern California. Some say she has been spotted lurking the ruins of a forgotten Borders but true sycophants know she prefers to rot in her abode indefinitely. When she's not working her 9-5 Rosa enjoys reading fantasy novels drawing tarot cards and listening to horror podcasts while driving along the coast.</span></p><p><br></p>