Park Towne Place Artist in Residence, by inLiquid

title: frames, frames, frames or;
when throughout the year struggle
which could be any(year),
i learn how to reframe
the thought of a frame
or framing,
by framing that thought
into a whirring device akin to POV
but more annoyingly specific

because I enjoy small

(and particular)

rules,.

Take It In

a tiny-quiet-miniscule- 
-background-ephemeral moment: 

( catching a glimpse )

of a well dressed mannequin;

walking down stairs 
and for, half of a hair, 
a feeling 
of strength-grace washes over; 

a small soft scent of freshly laundered towels;

moments to live for, to be here for, to love for, to feel for, 
to stay in your eyeballs for,
 
a lego for my house: 
a misshapen/colored/structurally unsound/tilted/crooked/wobb-
-ly house 
built with glitter and blood

Pack It Away

i didnt¬—couldnt—wouldnt—wasnt 
able 
to understand 

scream shout yell 
laugh cry sigh 
show teach touch 
explain inquire 

-out-out-out-

everything so(too)loud

dampen 
and(then? or, ‘or’?)
[contain] then,
identify then,
siphon(to the proper extent)then, 
share(but not too much)then,
expose(a little)then,
return It.

to the dark

Let It Out

i was a good hope chest—
kept everything safe —
let it age—

—

when i close my eyes
(quiet my breath)
and listen: 
i feel possibility;
and growth
(silence).

opening a smidge
i lean close—
breathe deeply

the brilliant musty cedar exhales
 
from being shut
for far too long
 
but also 

maybe 

not