photography by shane deruise, raleigh, nc
laughs herself, then nearly Van Goghs me.
I know the bleak terrain she faces quite well.
The plague and the dinosaurs,
drawbridge rising, whole fat heart at stake
Fair enough if you think I remind you
of the contents of an open casket –
about as far from a young Marlon Brando
as is possible, and brittle as biscuit –
but it’s not all feeling the bone-deep chill and
fighting to stay on the ground in a headwind