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Wednesday, June 08, 2016

See you see me

Topher DiMaggio
Aymen Neffad
Pietro Boselli
Gage Alexander Smith
Luis Guerra
Zaé Junior
Narcissus

Once I was half flower, half self,
That invisible self whose absence inhabits mirrors,
That invisible flower that is always inwardly,
Groping up through us, a kind of outswelling weakness,
Yes once I was half frail, half glittering,
Continually emerging from the store of the self itself,
Always staring at rivers, always



Nodding and leaning to one side, I came gloating up,
And for a while I was half skin half breath,
For a while I was neither one thing nor another,
A waterflame, a variable man-woman of the verges,
Wearing the last self-image I was left with
Before my strenth went down down into the darkness
For the best of the year and lies crumpled
In a clot of sleep at the root of nothings all

1 comment:

Xersex said...

first one: Topher DiMaggio