The hard box edges, the divide, the gaps within the cardboard’s corrugations, the presence and absence. I’m flicking back and knowing already that I’ll be back most days now. I love the brevity of this text and the ‘space’ between the image and the text that you invite me to inhabit for a moment. Thanks.
on the dark side of
memory, i steep
you until the tea
plucks strength
from your leaves –
if not mourning,
then always
remembering
.
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The hard box edges, the divide, the gaps within the cardboard’s corrugations, the presence and absence. I’m flicking back and knowing already that I’ll be back most days now. I love the brevity of this text and the ‘space’ between the image and the text that you invite me to inhabit for a moment. Thanks.
i’m glad that the “space” still works for those who go on to the “comments” section (smile). thank you! i am enjoying your work as well.