BY ZRCL @misseckhaus


Our first and last walk uphill was for possession of two yellowing plums, she said. No, two brown flowers, he said. Okay. Two Brown Flowers. We climbed slowly toward the house of destiny. No,no, the temple of chance. The other direction two stones rolled downhill, she said. Billiard balls. They were billiard balls, he said. Oh yes, I recall. It was exactly then, that I made fun of your sunburn, she said and dropped the plums, he said. When you made so much out of nothing. -M. Yakich
"'One day you and I and this will all turn to dust.'he said, she said, they said."
-P. Thek



OBJECTS THAT BELONG TO: THE CITIZENS OF OLD FIELD FARM

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FROM TOP LEFT: AN OVERLY TRODDEN PERSIAN PILE RUG, A PARTING OF TREES TO MAKE WAY FOR THE PIGS, A HOUND IN A TRACTOR/TRUCK, A CUPBOARD FOR SMOKED HAM HOCKS, A LEMON VERBENA BUSH, A WIRED HAIR FOX TERRIER ON A BUBBLE TURNED POST BED, A POND COVERED IN A HEALTHY GREEN FILM, A YELLOW UP RIGHT PIANO, TWO CHEERY CASHMERE GOATS, A RUSTIC CANDELABRA, HIGHLIGHTS FROM THEIR CERAMICS STUDIO, A WAX RESIST TAPESTRY WOVEN INDIGO RUG- PERFECTYLY DESTROYED, COLORFUL BEE BOXES, REMNANTS OF THE COMB, PUZZLES PAINTINGS AND JOHN CAGE ON THE MUSIC STAND. SUPPORT AND ADORE THIS INCREDIBLE GROUP OF PEOPLE.