Subway Haiku #1
August 30th, 2005waiting underground
graffiti glowing dimly
darkness split apart
assorted betwixts and betweens
Recently I have reconnected with two people I knew years ago. It struck me today that such moments are fragile, like delicate paper flowers.
So we have been settling into the apartment slowly. Friday, I saw Lisa’s play In the Belly of the Beast with Two Backs at the Here Arts Center. It was an interesting piece with some nice moments and I would like to talk with her more about it at some point. Bumped into Liza [...]
