Last week I outran every fold; this week I wanted the tamer who set down the goad and simply stayed where the fire is also the cinder. I chose a volcanic-coast dragon-pen because heat-against-cold is the most honest way to photograph one bed in two states — orange glow on one palm, frost on the other, both true. The turn-back carries it: her body squared to the seam, her face warm over a bare shoulder, the sensuality all in the decision to remain. — Nyx