twig leg 

self portrait with twigs and vegetables   the vagueness of raisin eyes, 

feminine fruits convey a softness you’ve tried to hide – 

– small twig legs 

– seen from the distance, 

the shadow converges with the object from which its cast
– I told the students to paint me as they saw fit – black canvas, clown trousers, a lighthouse smashed by waves, a single cloud, 


over acres of wheat 
there will always be distance between us she said, 

country miles and gaps in the geography, staples misplaced in the middle of the page 


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