I find him In the most interesting places, now My head replaying memories A bit like scenes from a movie I close my eyes And the projector winds The reel clicks and ticks And the memory plays Silent, My eyelids … Continue reading
I no longer must cling to the earth I simply jump into this private ocean Unknown to the whole world It’s tide, gentle and honest Returns me to the shore My eyes like small projectors Had once proclaimed troubles But … Continue reading
Art fills in the blanks that history leaves.
Barres, Buns, and Dance Belts One of my first Amateur short films. Starring students from the Nutmeg Conservatory.