Soft Light
Eyes

Dreamed CleanedWill soft look upon a glowing square. My face. I do similar, an electric mist passes and glows. I alone perceive radiance. The boy is in the syrupy dark. A flower growing midway through the sidewalk. Green tipped with yellow. Made of stronger stuff than stars.Dreamed Cleaned
His Hands were My Hands (in the glowing square.) &n
The Martian
With Respect to Banksy
Sail Boat
Wave Study
Victor Jumping Into the Pool