The gauzy square of sky I can see from my bed on a snowy day…
The scrape of shells being pulled along by a wave…
The happy argument of two boys flying an orange kite in the city square…
I want to see it and hear it and be a part of it all.
This is where I try to funnel the world as I see it through my perception and into words.
I want to learn how to retain the delicacy of an intense moment, without pickling it into a mushiness or tearing it into shreds.
I appreciate your commentary and criticism.
-La Giraffa
La Giraffa 