..tears are tracer bullets
tearing through flesh and bone and skin
watercloaked for generations
until they reappear finally as
a line on a cv
..Sitting here after a completely depleting day, sipping a beer and listening in on a mother sitting across the table from me, working with her 15 year-old as he struggles beautifully with gabriel garcia marquez magically realizing allegories. “technology has made the world completely underwhelming” he muses. And she nods tiredly and excitedly “and how does this apply to you – I mean you know this process so well… draw on it !” And he re-engages, exhausted but also so willing to weave magic. And my batteries recharge. And yet.