Maxwell House has nothing on the villa.
So at home
around the garden
instinct.
Plum, sage, balm, pine, olive.
Olden abstract dolls they played with.
Life and death
especially.
Tiny pieces fitting together.
Small captures in the picture.
This was way before cameras
but after knowing the way around
it was time to go
listen to the traffic.
That was
too late.
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