There is a Sun

The seventh in a set of NINE. All NINE pieces can be found at https://objectsanddistance.com/tag/manybecomingonebecomingmanycollection/ Artwork generated by CrAIyon (formerly DALL-E mini). "There is a Sun" - Recorded 07/21/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them There is a sunWarmthBare skin beneath IFall to kneesGrateful YetCloudsRain and thunderstormsStreaks on the glass between There is a … Continue reading There is a Sun

sisifis is

"sisifis is" - Recorded 01/05/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them a smell like lonelysex andneglecthair in matted curls fallingover shouldersskin in flakesspilling likewastefluids on bareumbilical remnantforming thinkingof wetplacesfaceshardspaces likebasements floodedboxes of old photoshistory andlit candlesflickeringcarriedoutset in the sun to dry "are you okay?"honest eyes withworry and a bit ofpityenough to push … Continue reading sisifis is

A Place to Call My Own (Home 2)

Part One: An Expression of Self (Home 1) "A Place to Call My Own (Home 2)" - Recorded 9/25/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Skin clings to bone likeHome:A place to call my own,A foreign word,In a near-forgotten phrase,I have not known inOh, so many ways,Distant now inTime and space,A remnant … Continue reading A Place to Call My Own (Home 2)

Poetry Reading – “Touch”

Originally published April 10, 2018, this piece is a reflection on an intimate encounter, the history behind it, and the future it precipitated. "Touch" - Recorded 3/2/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/04/10/touch/ Skin on skinFingertips … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Touch”

Flowers in the Snow

For you; yes, you. For us. For what comes next. "Flowers in the Snow" - Recorded 1/10/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Broke crust; boot to Earth.In winter's step, new to grow.Descend to(o), sanctum deep.Observe: bones,Picked clean, long ago.Mid-day, sun gleam.Bright light, dark though. Bow now.Lit, torch.Cast toWhite glow. New ground.New … Continue reading Flowers in the Snow