and Still Moving concern the groundlessness of change. Written in prose, this stream of consciousness collection is as endearing as it is existential. It is at times a probing self-portrait and at others a crystalline commentary on the loneliness of disillusion. It is the backdrop of an invitation:

In Arizona, that once-was ocean, the sky dies bright blue. Sky turned sea. Ultramarine-another crowded-mouth key.

A key that cuts:

If you had to go alone, would you still come?