these corners

where the city escapes itself*/

breathes in/ half moments/ 

and i find rain/ drops/ 

tongue silence/ eyebrow 

the shadow/ we are/ we are/ 

more touch here/ more 

be/ wide middle/ 

edge greetings



























* everywhere has corners, places we can find to hide in.  What is on the other side of your corner? Have you pushed its outer limits/explored the other side? 

These images are a question, a proposition, a thought experiment; they are some of the small places in the city that resonate with me, that breathe, and might give life to an otherwise/another place/a new ground

 



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