| on cartography by sasha fletcher I. draw lines in the sand on a beach and say this is as far as we will go. say I will not step outside of these lines say do not step inside of my circle. I draw mine bigger say the same thing to you but louder, with less feeling. these are our maps. II. when the tide draws near comes in over our feet and fills the lines, you could look at me, say how will you know where I stand? I would point to your feet, say right there. this is where we stand. |
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Sasha Fletcher lives in Philadelphia and received his BFA from Tyler School of Art. |