written July 1, 2025

Culture speaks to culture

Past, present and future

Something showed up on the street purple flowers and wheat paste

What feels familiar fails my understanding         food love rank vote systems of destruction and flags. Each word had meaning but some of the simpler words were unspoken or unwritten. 

Sun cards pulled and unpulled I remember stickers and Zohran there were no sounds     nature was visible mutually understood on both sides 

When I look at that white bed frame I think Basquiat, East Village artists, street living     so much food in the street 

Death on the street     a dead bird on a street beneath a cloud 

68 degrees in June. Q train yellow and a memory in a photograph lifted up to say we weren’t there but we have evidence you were.