for L, M, & C
Nineteen-seventy-five and six — It was the year of new things;exciting…
I stand before your eyes in the shape of words, but you do not see me. You read through me as if I…
i want us to build a universeof little broken particlesof furniture and glasshowever polishedthat you can't hurt yourself onchairs and…
She hears the cry of the worldThey are sounds resounding in her own heartShe feels it in her mind, it is…
“if a tree falls in the woods, and no one’s there to hear it…”
