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~ Adorning a wall, to soothe a soul ~

A while ago @reclaimitpdx a nonprofit organization in NE Portland, ‘gleaning treasures from the trash since 2014’, I found these. 

Three large rolled sheets of wax/parchment paper with breathtaking
~ Oda a unas flores amarillas ~

Ode to some yellow flowers
By Pablo Neruda

‘Rolling its blues against another blue,
the sea, and against the sky
some yellow flowers.
October is on its way.
And although
the sea may well be important, with its
Very soon more info about Fall 2027 in Paris with @alexcastroferreira7770 and me..
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All children live through an abrupt or a gradual loss of freedom. There comes a time they no longer remember it was once even known to them. To a point there is no longer room for them to grow into.
~ Intellectualizing Everything ~

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‘She was the quietest among us four, in our familial house, and till today she wastes no words…
Thousand self portraits, made in silence. Not a word spoken. 
My Maya
I counted them
20 magnificent Fuyu persimmons
They are ripening on the tree
All at the same time, unlike the fig tree
Cradled between velvety leaves
They are patient
And I am patient too
We both know. 
Harvest is inevitable.
In a week, at @cargoinc Portland, Oregon

Just one spot left. 

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Those weeds in other countries, growing from roof tiles, in May, but in autumn’s colors, towards the light, the clouds, the breaths of air, the wearily open ended, and the utterly unseen from the ground. 

“And did you get what you wanted
Two spots remain.
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Beloved in all her parts, her asymmetry, vividly remembered or achingly fading away.
The Syntax of Scars

Why do you talk about your wound in my language?
Maybe your language first spoke to my wound.
Maybe so that you understand that this wound is beyond borders, beyond languages.
Maybe so you know that you do not need to be here to
Chasing Choice

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Finding light and tranquility as a daily ritual.
Exploring Minimalism in Mixed Media

@cargoinc 
Portland, Oregon

Two weeks left
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At first glance she thought it was a picture of an Ice Cream Sundae, at second she knew it was of many things in addition to that.
He said, can you please offer me a cup of coffee to go with all of that?
A starter home. Loving you feels good.
She Asks Nothing of Me

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