Amaru. Chemise. Chemistry.
Constantly with the opening outward and with the breathing in the new year.
Constantly with the remembering that dust is the skin we shed and the skin our loved ones shed all around us.
And star dust. And cosmic rays. And the chance fact of all of our protections.
The permeability of boundaries.
The impermanence of barriers.
And this turned to more opening outwards.
Exhale like a broom.
Dream like a 40-year old man.
But no stars with all the light pollution around here.
It's daytime anyway.
There are all kinds of things that are there even when you can't see them.
One of many things I hope to learn this year.
Location:Melvin Dr,Baltimore,United States