Distance Without Movement
“The horizon did not move. I did not move. And still, something between us widened.”
A figure at the end of a pier. The water is mirror-flat. Nothing in the frame is going anywhere — and yet the distance is unmistakable. This is grief in its quiet posture.
Hang at eye level on a long wall. Let it have room. It needs the space it depicts.
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