Dreams have been uprooted Churned like grains of sand In the billowing waves Till all that remains Are the bare bones Of shattered lives
April 24, 2021
The hanger and collage made below it remind me of the order we are trying to impose during this chaotic time. Especially on our children - to give them a sense of normalcy, of routine, of friendships, of family. Our collective concern of how this time will affect them adversely in the years to come is something saddening - the sense of isolation and confusion of what to be fearful of.
July 8, 2020