Silhouettes Exist, Though They Are Not the Thing Itself

This morning I was driving to work at first lightPondering art in my morning commuteCommitting myself to attempting to paint some dayConsidering shapes and colorsSettling on a light yellow fade to light blue, punctuated with silhouettes I thoughtbecause of the paleness of the sky, perhaps I could create this drawingwith a sponge or a cloth rather than […]

once

Once when we were younger, you kidnapped my hand. You tugged so hard I thought it would fall off, because I did not understand anatomy yet. You asked me how fast we’d have to spin to fly. I made up something like ten thousand miles an hour, because I did not understand gravity yet. We […]