Lisa Gustafsson

A girl looks out over a snow-covered garden where everything seems to lie eeriely still. Further into the house lies her sick mother in her bed. When a strange being shows up outside the window, the borders between dream and reality, life and death, cease in this experimental horror poem.

As a child, Elena had a fascination with the blood and gore of splatter movies. As she matured, this bloodlust became her dark and dirty little secret. We join her on a journey of discovery and awakening as she tries to come to terms with her very particular tastes.