Who decided what you saw today?
Who decided what you saw today?
A Room Full of Mirrors
The Archive
Work from the room. Film, music, art and words, as the artists send it in.
Dayshift Psalm
I sit facing the door and call it a preference.
I learned the room before I learned the people in it.
I have never once been wrong about which way the light goes out.
Somebody asks if I am comfortable.
I say yes.
I mean I can see everything from here.
The Second Face
One night
I stopped asking the mirror
which one of us was real.
I stood there long enough
for the face I built to become tired,
and for the face beneath it
to stop hiding.
Neither one was the enemy.
The glass did not break.
…
Nightshift Psalm
I count the exits in every room I enter.