Work.
Larger figures
The seas has made a wall for its defence
of falling water. Those whose impertinence
leads them to its moving ledges
it rejects. Those who surrender
it will with the next wave drag under.
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Sand is the beginning and the end
of our dominion.
Shoreline, Mary Barnard
Smaller figures
For those of us who live at the shoreline
standing upon the constant edges of decision
crucial and alone
for those of us who cannot indulge
the passing dreams of choice
who love in doorways coming and going
in the hours between dawns
looking inward and outward
at once before and after
seeking a now that can breed
futures
like bread in our children's mouths
so their dreams will not reflect
the death of ours:
A Litany for Survival, Audre Lorde
Photography
The renegade robots are now long dead, the metal ones rusted, the human ones bled.
Irvine Welsh, The Acid House
