by Debi
who is mother tongue
who is father country
the collective
the source of identity
language moves from place to place
water, rain, flowing
can take things away from you
the assembly, monolithic
one language, one place, one overall
you have to give up things
in the land of the free?
by Debi
is there peace
in your heart
no
BAD THINGS HAPPEN
you ought to
refuse to
deceive yourself
return
justice
righteousness
break
your thorns
your heart
your deeds
be broken
be cut away
so your heart
can beat
I recently received a new camera as a gift for my graduation from the MFA program. The following are just a few of the photos I took while experimenting with the new camera the other day.
Debi Taylor-Hough 