Everyone is hoping for Iran to defeat the genocidal regime today.
I will photograph the reading chair in this coyote city fenced wilderness until it disappears in the green and lapses into the ground, until the whole damned empire collapses down.
The lake was a calm soul today. Somebody could bring a baby, and did. You could hear the stones speak.
by fortune
you will be
not erased.
It's funny to think you could just go and join the Sandanistas.
From a distance after passing the missing ramp I notice this art tree and then this slowly fading green cat on the concrete rampart.
