Photograph - Fine Art Photography
I would live like water, Always moving downstream to satisfy the virginal void that binds my bones. As I open wider, grow lighter, I would be sucked and nursed into sky. I would accumulate, condense with white grasps then gray to fall once more through my own emptiness. I would gurgle and swirl down gullies that gather the trickles from torrents, fill depressions and overflow, chase gravity through the lap of this limnal landscape, back to the river.
March 17th, 2018
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