What does it mean to complete your work? Or rather – what does it mean to undertake your work, when you are aware that it may remain incomplete?
What do you see in a can of tomato paste?
I stand between jungle and plains…
I spent yesterday destroying evidence – no, not THAT kind of evidence.
The jewel no one fights over, the companion no one wants.
In the end, it was backwards all along.
I like nothing so much as that for which I’m not looking.
They’re everywhere. No, it’s not a horror story – just an observation.
Expanse like the generous horizon, spring of miles and space…
This morning I got a surprise. I thought I was getting a melon. Due to the early hour, I confused the two.