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it will slow me down
air
of course i can jump
i break my way
it’s not called light
there is no reason to worry
a chessboard
how do i determine
even if it doesn’t exist
i have serious doubts
i look up
stage moves forward-one
another ago
just a step forward
a more compact picasso
light disperses her gaze
wind has a dark spot
shadows increase
she stared
there are gaps
staring down
i’m not a butterfly
without
i respond to lines
tana
Lisa Wolfin
fire
april
november
turned into paper #1
the word standing next to me
the little bird
the brush
after much flow
i memorize my name
it’s easy to say wind
i must consider the spaces
masks down
wind changes direction
the egg and the apple
june
“a u g u s t”
water
the butterfly and the bowl
the closed book
silence
it will slow me down
air
air
somewhat hovering
it breaks off
my head starts to spin
an outward push
much like a burst of thin
dust running through
light spreads out well before
it ever reaches the ground
of course i can jump
i break my way
i break my way
to cease duration
photons lose energy
revealing
a point of awareness
a pause
it’s not called light
there is no reason to worry
i must stress that for the moment
we keep out of each other’s way
though
it is taking up a lot of space
tana
a chessboard
and there it is
watertight physics
there is only empty space
tana
how do i determine
how do i determine
should i sweep across
remain elusive
in and out
or not at all
even if it doesn’t exist
even if it does not exist
cat
comes in to play
for some reason i look at it
before long
diffuse matter heavy with brightness
intersects our way
i have serious doubts
an inverted graffiti breaks the symmetry
white and black squares
a kind of magnetic tension
what does it say
i have every reason to hesitate
tana
i look up
i look up
i follow a speck of dust
sat at a big chair
there is a pause
a blind alley
the white spaces around words seem
deliberate and
calm
tana
stage moves forward-one
the stage moves forward
again
leaving an ever increasing gap
it startles the dream
tana
another ago
another ago
another equation
sealed
between commas
all it takes is another word
just a step forward
just a step forward
and out it comes
the state of before
here unravels simultaneously
sleep permeates it all
until
decoherence sets in
again
a more compact picasso
a more compact picasso wind
streaming through
moment to moment
i push forward
things appear motionless
heavy
monotony
i slowly remove my eyes
without spreading matter
in any way
light disperses her gaze
light disperses her gaze
the one sound around
so words
my words
can flow out
wind has a dark spot
wind has a dark spot
it affects the visible light
the distorted image of a scarf
expanding inversely
trying to figure out how
to come into being
shadows increase
shadows increase size
vertigo
i close my eyes
i focus on my next move
tana
she stared
she stared
as if
eyes were
no longer
dense enough
there are gaps
there are gaps
if i inverse my walk
crossing through blackness
blocks of turquoise stand out
as if they were
some cubist thoughts
and they are
staring down
staring down
she picked up her silence
vague
suspended
in the back of her throat
night
i’m not a butterfly
i’m not a butterfly
my arm reaches for the brush
i make little patterns
wear a dress
tana
without
without
coming to an end
the position of all
possible outcomes
runs through my back
slowly all the way up
neck contracts
stretches
and i sigh
i respond to lines
i respond to lines
i count them
by hand
thread after thread
i weave a tapestry
small spots of brightness
i keep my head straight
not taking my eyes off them
i pick and choose
must guess until nothing is left
unexplained
then tie them
beneath the surface of things
there are knots
tana
studio’s model: Brigitta Shore
©Tatiana Rivero Sanz, tana
tana
Lisa Wolfin
fire
april
november
turned into paper #1
the word standing next to me
blazing on the wall
the word stands next to me
a swarm of quarks running backwards
facing the mirror
if nothing else
i should turn and look
tana
model: Nadia Schwartz Rivero
© tana (Tatiana Rivero Sanz)
the little bird
the brush
the brush
model: artist Tanitart, Paloma
© tana (Tatiana Rivero Sanz)
after much flow
after much flow
and opaque white light
i suddenly turn to ask
what about the cat
tana
studio’s guest: Grace
© tana (Tatiana Rivero Sanz)
i memorize my name
i memorize my name
it’s made out of a thin membrane
right and left washed
a sleek raven
easy to miss
no eyes just legs
a sense of no
two grey wings
and a pale vacuum
i jump
can’t help it
must feel the wind
in panic
light swirls around
a dim band that glows
something in the back of my mind
escapes me again
the other words i know
with my eyes closed
tana
studio’s guest: Ada Schwartz Rivero
©Tatiana Rivero Sanz, tana
it’s easy to say wind
it’s easy to say wind
raw
unrestrained
but i know better
little dense things
like bright hailstones
always fall hard and fast
arms out
chin high
i throw all my knots
up into the night sky
and i don’t even
step back
not this time
tana
studio’s guest: Chloe Shore (Brigitta Shore)
© tana (Tatiana Rivero Sanz)
i must consider the spaces
i must consider the spaces
though i already know
there is a line problem
and transparent or not
there is no safe place
tana
studio’s guest: Ada Schwartz Rivero
as the: “the little prince girl”
© tana (Tatiana Rivero Sanz)
masks down
masks down
all the way down
almost but not quite
a good deal of reluctance
tana
studio’s guest: Grace
© Tatiana Rivero Sanz, tana
wind changes direction
wind changes direction
giggling
i let the atom go
don’t look back
tana
studio’s guest: Ada Schwartz Rivero
© tana (Tatiana Rivero Sanz)
the egg and the apple
“THE EGG AND THE APPLE”
“EL HUEVO Y LA MANZANA”
model: artist Dennys Santos Diaz
© tana (Tatiana Rivero Sanz)
june
“a u g u s t”
water
the butterfly and the bowl
the butterfly and the bowl
model: Mercedes Juste Werner
© tana (Tatiana Rivero Sanz)
the closed book
“THE CLOSED BOOK AND THE BRUSH” / “EL LIBRO CERRADO Y EL PINCEL”
model: make-up artist and buyō dancer, Anibal Nolli
© tana (Tatiana Rivero Sanz)
silence