It will take many months, if not years, to reach a sense of closure. And yet, we survive.
The poet and painter comprehend the same moment from different viewpoints.
What narrative or allegory arises in this collage when a snake flies through the air carrying a staircase?
I’d never witness her body’s natural aging process—her bones becoming brittle, her hair turning white.
What is imagination, really? Maybe it’s just the little brother of Miss Creativity?
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