"She needed fire to sprout."

"I will always love her; in whatever way she prefers."

"That thing was only masquerading as my sister. It was wearing her energy like camouflage in my home. A demon possessing her soft spirit."

Next of Kin are connected vignettes of relationships, family, grieving, and death. The stories flow through the process of decomposition and seasons of acceptance. Nothing disappears. Some of the most real beings are unseen. Change is the inevitable way of all things.