Tag Archives: Grandmother

The Destroyer

Dagger eyes accusing voice perpetually poised to attack and crush the one she fiercely claims to love to everyone else I wait for the sweet soft magic of a tender look of a kindly word I wait and wait I … Continue reading

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Requiem for a Grandmother

I saw them yesterday . . . papery hands at euchre tables laying down hearts and memories of another time when bleeding was a different colour and young women howled fiercely at the moon with newborn babes clutched tightly at … Continue reading

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Projet Sage Nu

While I wait excitedly for next week’s photo shoot with my first volunteer model, words that encapsulate this new project continue to formulate in my head: THE NUDE has been admired, studied, and discussed for over two millennia, having made its … Continue reading

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