persona

persona

drought into the marshes the

remainder                   spotlights

out of the myths what a figure

sudden anemone

a fastness of color transparence

pierrot on a tightrope

hangnail sway

i can take my hat off

i can take my hat off

a pounding hart or rustling in the torn summer leaves

ships passing in the night

for that matter the day

the tanist at their young paranoiar

patterns of leaves falling

counter-transference

free-wheeling collages image for the outline thing