No fixed address.
No origin story.
Ancient magnolia.
A beetle inside.
Rivers in stone -
hidden for centuries.
Earth without the costume.
And the sky.
Not a place.
Not a time.
Not a season.
Earth, for now.
This. Held.
WORKS XII & XIII

a reflection of light

NOCTURNAL FRUIT

Illustrations by Daniele Catalli

Poems by Paula Cañón

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