February 2012
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I don’t know why, but when I peered out of my airplane window as it was landing in my home country- the lights from the houses, the cars in traffic, and the lamp posts all combined to appear, from my view, like a tangled rosary.
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Still Pornography
My eyes were closed
but I got to capture
The cartography of
Your skin perfectly
By putting up satellites where
My eyes used to be