Petal is how I photograph moments with my minds quill.
I see poetry like a dim star; look just to the side to view it clearly. Often seen best in deep ribbons of molasses, slowly moving beneath the blue. Words spread out with the expanding of the universe. Stand on the precipice and feel the air run through you. Lift each piece to catch the breeze. Here you will find my attempts to embrace the seasons of eternity, and make peace with softness in the death of each moment.
An Artifact of Poetry Coming Soon