I'm going to learn to draw again.
I'll learn to look things straight in the eye
and memorize the gesture
of being seen.
I have grown too accustomed
to the pursuit of
the gaze of
privilege.
I have grown too accustomed
to seeing and not being seen.
I have grown too accustomed
to my supernatural position
as a ghost.
I'm going to learn to draw again.
I'll learn to look things straight in the eye
and internalize the gesture
of being seen.
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Sunday, October 2, 2011
Learning To Draw Again
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creativity,
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politics,
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This is lovely.
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