Tagged: face

at the golden hour,

at the golden hour,
you prance across the cornfields
and look back at us,

admiring the way the light
hits our faces while watching you
.
20210708:2023
y

snow builds power in

snow builds power in
every crevice, on every
surface, we can sit

back and watch the contortions and
wonder how it does it so cold
.
20210205:1947
y

perhaps there is a

perhaps there is a
fortune to be told in rolling
out dough – we compare

the faces of our work, air
pockets and bubbles and all
.
20201204:1130
y

on the face of it,

on the face of it,
we are freckled and dimpled,
aging towards a

perfect imperfection – dig
deeper, and we fall apart
.
20201021:1815
y

the future of work

my mom and i wait

my mom and i wait
all year round to take a peek
into the face of

our peonies, offering
layers and layers of intrigue
.
20180513:2149
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back then, when we were

back then, when we were
lost, we looked into each other’s
faces for a sign,

an attempt at direction,
using smiles as our compass
.
20180426:2153
y

at any given

at any given
moment, we are one
face, consumed
with the identity of
us, some using
it as a surrender,
others, a shield
.
20160625:1833
y

coming home to a

we are so

we are so
generous, helping
each other
put on
the most appropriate
mask for
one another’s
company
.
20150625:1735
y