The Little Guys, in their Little World
A world filled with small moments, big emotions, comfort and clarity.
We are all Little Guys trying to exist as best as we possibly can.
It's more than art.
unbound poetry
stable housing for one?
i sat still on a rug in the sun
i sat still for so long a spider spun its web in the creases of my rolled up jeans.
perhaps they wanted me to read it a bit of poetry?
or maybe they're just a little spider who mistook me for stable housing.
-a.m