Lunar Lasso

When the moon calls, something wild answers

The rodeo ends. The moon rises. And something that spent all day kept small begins to cross over.

Lunar Lasso captures that crossing, the moment the familiar becomes otherworldly, when eyes gleam too long in the dimming light and the desert simply lets them be. Not entirely human. Not entirely of this world.

Every full moon, something crosses over. Tonight it is you.