Welcome to The Sonnetarium

August 25, 2018


We have moved to a new home! Welcome!


A sonnetarium is composed of sounds - machines & screams, midnight machinations of the iridescent, convalescent, electric, unicorn-slippered strait jacket bound.  We are the disenfranchised, the abhorred, the disturbed & disturbing you lured to store somewhere in silence safe.  Sleepwalking shiftless waifs yearn for release from an asylum of anonymous seasons.  To steep in steam & tepid half-filled baths, lethargic limbs, arid albino leaves that wake mutilated, shake to sediment & make of its own desperate desiccation