you said. you asked. I said, yes.
but maybe I am bigger consequence.
turning over every word every stone.
is any of me left to chance?
so oft, says the leaf, I don’t know.
stay. what’s that mean?
I want to answer, close to you.
an apple tree. sweet this time.
but maybe, maybe I already did.
two apples. one root.
better love. remains.
Paul Nzalamba, Disagreement above. overheard from the artists friend, what’s his favorite image of all? how would you choose a favorite child?
but shhh, yes this one. back to back leaning on the same tree.