Hallway Landscape, archival ink print, 2012, with: Carla Gannis, Justin Petropoulos
Hallway landscape
Behind the doors are the halls.
We know this and we believe it, behind the doors, the open throats
to the outside, to the twelve green carts
abandoned and, we say, distraught,
frozen mid-roam,
to the woman reading the mail with her feet in the leaves
and the dirt
under and around the picnic table.
The structure and the opening.
And between the doors and the hallways,
between the here and there,
are mailboxes. One hundred forty four boxes, names reversed
and lined
in a way we’ve never seen ourselves,
or so we say
Absorbed,
and then set gentle—
toe and then heel in the hall.