Photography by Josh Dirlam
Today is my last day in New York City until the next time we return to tear town up all over again.
This particular trip couldn’t conclude more sweetly. I spent yesterday with a collection of my favorite humans. I wandered Astoria in chilly winter air and reminisced about the insanely amazing summer I had and how off the chain the next NYC leg will be.
When I most likely go to school… more… because somehow that always happens…
I was looking at Josh Dirlam’s photos snapped last night this morning. I wrote the following poem inspired by the work. There is literally no better way to conclude my trip… here’s to art and inspiration, oh, and love… I always throw that in.
Filmstrip Crush
I have a filmstrip
crush. One that adores
midnight. Sometimes
later we see the same
shapes. Pieces turning
day into evening
back again.
Flicker flash feelings
anger, love, despair
eat old film.
You wanted to save
the pictures. Remaining
reels of backwards and
forward.
Overheated projection.
The scent of burning dust.
You come to me in frames
With often faded color.
Against a white wall.
A world empty beside
Revolving images
Of my round clicking heart.
… see you tomorrow in Arizona blog tribe!