• “Honey-sepia glaze spills over, hot sun beats rainbow into clump.”

POEM #15

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Everything always looks better with a filter on until everything has one and it’s all a blur. One person’s blur is another person’s entire life. One person’s life was all just a blur. I think about the lifespan of insects; they must think we’re gods because they never live long enough to see us die. Even me saying they must think we’re gods assumes they’re capable of comprehending such a thing; they might not. The terror is knowing that I am exactly this to someone—or something—else. But wonder is just terror with rose-coloured glasses. It’s all a matter of perspective.
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“Honey-sepia glaze spills over, hot sun beats rainbow into clump.”
Release Date
August 2024
Specs
5x7” Mohawk 32pt archival quality matte card stock

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