A Curve
That
Warmly
Fits
Yours
Yours
I have been tracing valleys since as long as I remember, both as a kid collecting stones from their banks, or searching for their remains after they perish.
I wanted to see a living one and how they become long admired and feared
like a mother.
In my letter to you, I wrote of water caressing stones for epochs at a time to a curve your body would intimately fit in.
I show you the ways this valley inspires the feminine and masculine inside of me.
