The Magic of it All

Hanging on.

two people on mountain cliff

The cliff’s edge flays the skyline and Gaia spills toward the shore where the lilted heads of the waiting drop like buds. Nothing happens but the holding in a place like this, for what. One of the cliff bodies calls and the sea roars back dear life, crashing in.

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The title of this post comes from Clare Rojas’s ongoing show now in LA.  Her painting, I’ll always Have this Little Movie in My Head inspired these lines.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

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