Tag Archives: in search of lost time

Time and How It Got That Way

Old folks bend over backwards to become curious children again breathing in the sepia fragrance of roses long since dead and revived nightly to bless time’s testing of reaping to sow.

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Mortuary

Miko was a singer with her voice in the clouds. They called Miko blue. Occasionally, there would be flashes of red. In the fall, Miko would softly mimic the elegy of leaves and become yellow. She would, in voice and … Continue reading →

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Sub-Versive

Street beat shots from the “Sub-Versive” photo series w/ Michael Falasco.

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Time-Stalkers

To stalk time is a fruitless exercise, a phantom’s unscratchable itch. And yet … within the process of stalking lies the power of invention, conduit to nuptial surges in sync with the secret odysseys we undertake to make of our … Continue reading →

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