you see how everybody is trying to get to the top, but i don’t know where the top is, if the universe is 14 billion years old, and if everyone traveled at the speed of light for that long, they still would not reach the top, because there are only sides, top implies bottom, bottom […]
you see how cute she is, and how hopeful even though there is very little chance of squeezing free of her frame. this frame is a product of corruption, not the corruption of rust and decay, but thieves who break through and steal, thieves whose relationships and connections get them spots first in line, thieves […]
when i first saw this, i saw a big fish swallowing smaller ones, that’s because i’m used to gobbling things up, others, anything, everything, the younger, the weaker, the less endowed, more profound smaller of us swimmers through life. but the artist told me, the woman beside me, too, that fishes are coming out, fishes […]
she opens her wings and flies into my face, “Boo!” she says, “i love you!” “and i love you!” i say from on my knees, my forehead touching the floor, my hands folded in front of me, bless me mother for i have sinned, our mother who art in heaven, hallowed be they name.
this is for all the suffering of the women who save me, ongoing in the present tense, that is save as in every day every day passed every day to come all the every of all the moments of all the times space conceals from us. there have been many, one of whom carried the […]
‘hey there, africa,’ i said. ‘hey there,’ she replied. i first saw her on the mountain top, carrying water on her head, now i see her in symbols, carrying words forward into space. like everything else i would experience in life, this one came with a love story, all my stories are love stories, all […]
there was a time in my life where i would have seen this as a painting, a watercolor to be exact, of a reality called dahlias. in those days i might have commented on the style, the technique, used some art terminology to capture the artists capturing, of this thing in reality called dahlias. but […]
it’s normal to perceive the universe in forms we humans can accommodate, where elephants are big creatures, and we, relatively small, but big at the same time, if we are staring at a twirling sparrow when asking the question. one day this painting stumbled into me, and i sat down on the steps, for perhaps […]