Lost Without Words

Lost Without Words, paper collage, 2021 middayor,a palm treein absolute movementa butterflyand an infantryracing throughsuburban streetsbecome enormousat the mention of their entwined realitythis is and is not a gesture of sudden extravagance:a seashell and a monument a dense underworld of dandelions thathurls itself through the foot-holes of spaceis an unblemished metaphorfor a life worth living

Hour of the Sun

under the hour of the sun it is said, we once again  connect our ancient  souls with the dawn red deserts &  midsummer highways all that is green, no all that is treacherous & golden  frantic like a subterranean storm do you hear the birds retreating? the slim dry dawn slips  over our shoulders we [...]