So That They May See

They were never without their guns. Ever.
Until this moment. Reading glasses are scarce in Africa
and for a brief time (the only time in my recollection)
they laid down their arms

oilgraph on canvas
Hoima, Uganda
new work

Wedding Days

Still - Uganda

Rights of Chance

"your hair swam the pools of the air
and somewhere next door the woman with the red hat fills her tea cup to overflowing and
though she doesn't know why
lets it spill sienna across the table cloth"
-kevin rolly

You are Wind

"though i pay little attention to these things
written on charts what i read is your skin
that took its marks before me
and your hair that never waves farewell but always hello hello i made it how are you?

Your girl's slip like the lip of a valley of wind
carrying with it the scent of things i cannot see...
sense memory of the sea and a perfumed jewel box
given to you by your mother the day you were born.

A forest exhales through fragile painted lips
and the seeds of a faithful sewer settle upon my tongue"
-kevin rolly