ALL LIGHT IS PAST

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All light is past and our skin weighs eight pounds

Like the stars we are made of that die and swell and fall together, 

we are forever shedding our external layers, made new again each year

I don’t understand this kind of science yet, somehow,

it is the only thing that makes sense to me anymore

We are stardust and that must be why it burns so much,

because our bodies are memories of fiery explosions 

in a constant state of regeneration 

One day soon I’ll no longer be wearing the same skin I wore 

when we were last together

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(above)
Autobiogenesis, Day 1
2019
Fugitive Ink (Avocado), Volcanic Paint + Pigment (Iceland) on Panel
4 x 4 in

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