Why Ever Look Back?
Wednesday, June 30th, 2004These were taken into summer:a full night of gazing into mirrors,breath, crystallized, a palidromeof seeing.
These are things I wantto take care of: espalieredink, open it’s hands to the sun,mark me like a thumbprint,we are portraits captured in heat.
What do we surrender to?
Snow is born when the earthmust be silent. I pour waterout of the […]