Once

We once laid in the grass after staying up all night to watch the sunrise. I told you I could hear the world growing. You were playing with a seed and said, “Maybe this is us…Your whole life you’re just drifting on the wind, thinking your seed thoughts, living your seed life. And then one day you land and transform into something you never could have imagined.”

Monday Blues: Blossom

“This is for your grandmother, who walked a thousand miles on broken glass to find that single patch of grass to plant a family tree where the fruit would grow to laugh.” Andrea Gibson My grandmother once wrote of her concern that children, especially grandchildren, would probably never know their stories down through the roots “Of what happened in this world before their arrival in it.” She would…

Gotham

Heliotropism

Eclipsed

Suspension

The Old And The New

Taken from inside of what was an abandoned tobacco warehouse in Brooklyn. This site is currently being renovated to become a community theater space.