I’m sorting through things in order to make more space. My little house has no closets nor bookshelves, so I am in what feels like a perpetual state of reorganizing and sorting. This is from a series of 20 Found Poems I completed the last winter I was in New York. My cobbled together film camera, a Hassie, took some marvelous shots and I just used the contact prints.
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