Vitti

l'avventura

Monica Vitti

Helen breathing

Nancy Spero.

Egypt, I am Egypt.
Woman bodies, a women body, embodied a woman I am, we must.

Egypt calls in spitting sand, bodies ancient, drawn, scolded.
War no more, for the symbolic helicopter sights be seen, villages broiled. Leave us to our own devices and the crickets can have it all.
Helen of Troy: Hanged by a rainbow.

Truth be told, she told us thus: empower all beings, our sisters as brothers, or know you leave us in chains.

Search and Destroy/Goddess Nut and Pregnant

I go, he grows, you grow

Canada geese. The aesthetics of time wasted: curved at the spine and splintered.

Oh, Papa!

Against thee

We seem very poor.
We seem very rich.
We seem out of place and in our own place and of a time and place so very far from here.

I rallied against the institution. The deadlines, the arbitrary fees, the grey and abandoned city.
I am back inside and I ask, whining, scratching, faking humility, please help me grow out of these pretenses.
Please, help me grow.