September 7, 2010. I promise I will only wear one shoe, and it will be on my left foot, and it will show my solidarity with you in whatever hijinks we happen to be up to, probably fueled by some substance. Lost and abandoned under the front fender of a car, a testament maybe to the immediacy of their owners' feelings and being in the moment. Their absence might form a bond that lasts forever, or just a night.
Friday, September 10, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
August 25, 2010. A row of eyes looking through veiled hoods, outlined in black and white, backed with orange shadow. They stand in a long row, watching the alley, poised. Why are they transparent? The long tongue projecting from between the eyes like that of a butterfly.
August 24, 2010. It's been a tough few weeks, but I came up out of the subway and there she was, staring at me. While it might matter to many who she is, to me it doesn't, since she might be asleep, and if she isn't, you might wish she was. She looks from behind those glasses, thinking that you should know her, validate her, acknowledge that she is here at all. What will it take to bring her from behind the glasses, into the world of light?