Travels Chapter 10: Pluie Normandie

somedays,

 I miss so France so much my bones hurt,

it was softer there.

This day was strange, and happy.

It rained buckets,

but we laughed anyways.

Travels Chapter 5: elle rêvait

 Film from Paris I developed quite recently, 

from my last wander in the city,

soaked before development.

I conquered an array of rooftops this day, a mild afternoon,

scaling the clouds at summers end,

alone and aloft in the world, as sometimes one is.

I've been leafing through the body of work from my these travels, 

 everything seems to be violet,

something indigo about my experience.

Travels Chapter 2: Seascapes

In a lake of lofty giants,

prowing the earth for the vastest of seascapes,

is it not possible to feel

 so minuscule a creature

endeavor with titanic emotion.