Art ImitationsFast and jiggling with anxious images, my profiles are always blurred on his canvas Picasso, the hand goes -- Here And the member Fits --...
Spring AirParticles, or fragments, settle inside my chest. The wind knocks my door as if I’m expecting someone. Invisible loneliness, I’ve heard...
When You’ve Made Friends with Depression, It’s Hard to Say Goodbyephotograph by Matt Mooney words have begun to feel useless perhaps I am projecting, again scribbles across trees and rocks, my body...
