A Handful of Ice

A Handful of Ice is a personal incantation,  poem and solo RPG about longing.

Half a lifetime ago, I wrote a surreal story called Fresh Ice Cubes in
answer to a writing prompt. It was the first step to coming out as something I
found no name for then, sent to a mostly friendly stranger that would go on
to become one of the most profound intimacies of my young adult life.

Years later now during the global meltdown of 2020, I found myself like many others looking back at the connections that made me, and the touches that are out of reach. The following shifting form of mind game or poem is a sensuous conversation between these two moments, an attempt to make something new of it, a tribute to the touches that shape us and the loves we cannot name.

This game is largely made for myself.
If, upon downloading and reading it, it still speaks to you, please let me know.