Tuesday, September 7, 2010

finding the art.

the shadows xir's hair makes against the pillow when he sleeps.

the tiny rivers of silt that pattern the pavement after i water the vegetables.

the emails, by turns stilted and effusive, that chronicle a budding relationship.

the colors my mind makes on the inside of my eyelids when it is trying to capture something preternaturally difficult.

the position of people's hands while they ride buses.

the books i choose to read, the clothes i choose to wear, the thoughts i choose to think. the music that plays while someone says something hurtful.

the framing of a memory.

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