Displacement is the lens. On the other side you’ll find nostalgia for things that weren’t. This parallax view is more than a trick of the eye — You bent the light, casting shadows as long as days. You were the prism. You were how I saw the world. You were the sun. Today I will… Continue reading Parallax
Tag: loss
Psychomancy
Tonight the sky is singing in a low voice and I am in steady collusion with memory lying, still, in my truth in diminished view, spinning to note on waking lost impressions What is there to see, outlines that quiver against the backs of my eyes, blurry playactors – These are necessary bargains: I will… Continue reading Psychomancy
#irma
1500 miles from home, the howling winds woke me up, banging against the windows and whipping branches. In another 8 hours or so, and through the evening, the winds will reach and breach 100mph. The palms will bob and weave, dodging the knockout blow. Other trees will succumb, and we'll find them roots up, in… Continue reading #irma
caroline ridgway 