Calhoun is the small north Florida county that I spent my youth. These images are far from a small town documentary though; Calhoun represents a state of mind. Dealing with a history of childhood sexual abuse and trauma visiting this place becomes a conversation with death. Inside the boundaries of those county lines lie so many memories, places, and triggers. Each observation becomes a dance with death itself and the lingering thoughts of escapism. It is a refusal to take the vacancy that death holds.