When the end catches you by the throat
In utter darkness
Choking a tear
Buttons come undone on a shirt and the heart bursts out- pounding and beating.Read more
“…I suddenly understood that my whole life I was busy with looking out- as if I had only looked at the display window. Today, in order to see, I close my eyes and look inwards…”
“… When the doctor offered me a pill to make the shaking stop, I said ‘why? It’s a good thing to laugh about’…”
The hand is discovered.
Exhale and inhaling,
The hand is a brush painting around me
Lines, dots, smears.
The common space became a huge canvas that began as white and turned crowded with layer upon layer of color. Read more