For over two months, Dhi, Syar and I worked on piecing our thoughts together about building roots, drifting, and wandering. It involved a lot of tea, a lot of snacking, and hours spent passing a notebook between us. What resulted was a puzzle of a poem you can pull apart and stack together, and three different states of that obscure hunger. Our circumstances have changed over the very period, but these words echo constantly still. We look for answers outside and in each other.
Posted on: Tue, 15 Oct 2013 07:08:09 +0000
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