A Year Seasoned with Salt

Somewhere in the Walled City, the pace slows

Somehwere in the Walled City, the pace slows

a woman wearing a hat
a woman wearing a hat
a woman wearing a hat

Edges blur. Noise gives way to breath.

Edges blur. Noise gives way to breathe

a woman wearing a hat
a woman wearing a hat
a woman wearing a hat

A rooftop begins to glow.

A rooftop begins to glow

Here, under open sky and quiet light, a table set — not for dinner,

a woman wearing a hat
a woman wearing a hat
a woman wearing a hat

But for a remembering.

Enter The Ceremony

Enter The Ceremony

Enter The Ceremony

Enter The Ceremony