Day 1043, remembering. Day's pictures, Poetry You can’t look at the judgement the eye that beholds stares in you dissects slowly when you look away and at it again because you you have seen your shame before. Nochrisis
Day 825, directions. Day's pictures, Poetry The sea, wind, and current controls Distrustful I look me in the eye My own tides make me And I let the sea, wind and current take me.