Thursday, April 3, 2008

tarkovsky's zone, from my cellphone

about 15 feet down there's a bed of trash. a sofa. a screen door. a vase.




the water has carved itself an escape route through the ice floor.



here you come again was the only record and now its broken.



an excellent transom.




through a window brightly



"we are home!"




a stretcher, a snowbank.

4 comments:

GRAYDON said...

New apartment? Did you move too?

Hi, I'm Corrina said...

i named one of the rats after you

Claire said...

So which one's my room?

Hi, I'm Corrina said...

There's a gutted shower stall with your name on it, baby.