If facing the paper, your thought is 'I am an artist', you have no clue what to do. If the concepts of your function are, 'I am a shape maker, an entertainer, an expressive symbol collector'...then you have an explicit road map. Edgar Whitney

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Appeared in The Press, July 2009:

Fern and the Sandman

I hung the words inches from her face
in a painted dirigible filled with

go back to sleep little girl
and blew it into her half closed eyes

we won't run away

just down caves
swimming with seal pups
into the convolutions of a shell

a chirruping kiss
uncurls her

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