Text and photo by Luca Pagliari
b/w silver fiber print
b/w silver fiber print
I am losing you, i feel you slightly sliding away, suspended by a frail thin thread
and you swing, and wait, expecting me to begin weaving again
but i’m old and tired and i can’t make it anymore
i struggled all the way down, and learned the impossible, i learned to unlearn
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but i’m old and tired and i can’t make it anymore
i struggled all the way down, and learned the impossible, i learned to unlearn
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