Meehan Crist

The tissue of a living brain is soft, like custard. Put a finger to it and it gives. Blast a bullet through it and it splatters. Removed fresh from the skull, a human brain will quickly succumb to the pull of its own weight, slumping out of shape like warm Jell-O.

To trace is also to draw or sketch. Create from clues with care, as what you read in(to) the snow can take on a life of its own, rough beasts of twig and ice tapping tattoos on the inside of your skull.