Digital Collage. May 16, 2011.
Ink drawing and digital manipulation. May 2011.
The Pretty Parking Lot
I have dreamt of perfect poems
faded like dewdrops upon awakening
About mice and buildings
built by men
Cities are sentences that haunt me
Book thieves, foreign movies…
the line is thin between memories and reverie
The fog has lifted
the rain felt soft (like a blessing)
yet I am in a pretty parking lot.
You left your eyes as you passed me by.
May 2011
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Where can I run?
You fill the world.
The only place to run is within you.From Agata e la Tempesta| Agata and the Storm
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They miss the whisper that runs
any day in your mind,
“Who are you really, wanderer?”—
and the answer you have to give
no matter how dark and cold
the world around you is:
“Maybe I’m a king.”
William Stafford
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