S-T 04He called her and told her he loved her. He hadn't told her in months, they hadn't been in touch at all, to be honest. Months and months only to tell each other that silence was the sound of fear. Fear of admitting something, from a safe distance, one April evening on the phone. Print Gicle print on museum grade Hahnemhle Photo Rag paper stock, guaranteed archival quality for 100+ years because it's Acid and lignin free. Photo Rag is a white, 100%

The words - those words - read years apart also had an emotional distance

perhaps looking at her cell phone

with a plot

then took his pills

And something too is left somehere

When we are still and with our eyes we scan the horizon we are ourselves

He said he wanted a glass of water as if declaiming a Shakespearean verse

and life is innumerable

perfection makes you believe that the detail (perfect) is like the whole that contains it (perfect as well)

A night view of Manhattan

looking for his way home

so we can breathe together