we have sat on walls suspended
above black text in white boxes
explaining who what when and why
for where is of little relevance since
we are
(w)here
amongst the walkers, beneath eyelash-ed layers of encrusted time is a quiet sight to still a surrealist eye
and prompt spiraling exhalations of desire
for possession
is achieved only when the view is accepted as larger than the perspective allows
you
are a triptych of primary colors streaking at geometric we’s to disturb a languishing natural repose acquired through reflecting in a mirror.
We are a gallery built in looks themed ‘a moment’s notice.’
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*note: this is the third in a series of six poems written in and about New York.
all photos taken by the amazing Rachelle Tai
Hi Jasmine,
Good day to you. I have been following your blog for some time, and I really like your writing.
Was wondering if you would like to be a featured guest writer for my blog Red Periscope?
Do allow me to invite you to visit the site at http://www.redperiscope.wordpress.com
Hope to hear from you soon!
Erwin
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Hi Erwin!
Thank you so much!
I would love to guest write, if it is within my means to do so.
What did you have in mind?
Shoot me an email at jasminventory@gmail.com, we can talk through there? 🙂
jasmine
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Hey Jasmine,
I’ve emailed you two days back, not sure if you received though.
Erwin
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