1544.

Oppression, found in
all the plenty put aside.
Hoarding and evil.

1543.

Who is left to tell
the stories of the silenced?
Just quiet echoes.

1542.

The alarming ghosts
accumulated in the
ground we walk upon.

1541.

These long night are dressed
in shadows and longing. A
full spectrum of need.

1540.

A fragility
in progress. Woman inverts
to child. Floundering.

1539.

This redundancy
ignored for the play of mimes.
Movement without sound.

1538.

Perhaps forgetting
is the most freedom one could
know. Sisyphean.