Tiny white flowers
in a wooden-brown
backdrop.
2016
When I think of the cold nights to come,
I smile with anticipation of sleep.
2015
This is a visual narrative of how man starts
by paralleling nature's wisdom,
but then we veer off
in our own direction
because we can.
2014
I cannot count the number of times I've seen the same media-image associated with the current Ebola outbreak. I wonder if I'd simply passed by this worm, temporarily caught in its own tail, if it had not been for crisis in Liberia and surrounding countries. Instead, my eye was caught by this eerie parallel.
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