Tagged: art

in our backyard, art –

the point of art is

the point of art is
to start a conversation –
deep in bushwick, one

messenger to another
messenger, years in between
.
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some days, you are off

some days, you are off
limits, unmovable, fenced
off, cold to the touch –

the city spinning around
astor place when we were young
.
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mama always shares

mama always shares
her brooches – gold, silver, cultured
pearls, multi-stoned – we

dare to look ageless, protected
from time by our talismans
.
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knowing when to move

knowing when to move
on is an art, is reading cues
from the air, patterns

in the light, is shrinking some
organs to make room for others
.
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art is life is art –

art is life is art –
mom’s gladiolus in the
dining room, drying

and curling, subjected to a
child’s science experiment
.
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in the history

in the history
of responding to
acts of division,
the go-to responses
were to draw the
curtains or take to
the streets. perhaps
there is a
kaleidoscope of
choices, waiting
for us to rotate,
reflect, come
together, and
conjure them
into place
.
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art for art for art’s

art for art for art’s
sake cannot escape from the
white gaze, cannot be

separated from who you
know, does not have that luxury
.
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in the art that is

in the art that is
kneading, there are mantras and
meditations that

take us deeper and sweeter
than what comes out of the oven
.
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years later,

years later,
the fossil of
our meeting will cast
an impression formed
by the electricity
moving
from room to
room, when
we first became
aware
of one another’s
presence
.
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