Time reading

While reading, time passes quickly. Look at the clock while you think about it. Reading kills time and time kills people.

The art of losing isn’t hard to master. Lose something everyday. A set of keys, hours badly spent. In the time it takes for a bruise to heal, for hair to grey and for you to notice- it’s too late. Everything has passed just try not to miss the rest of the show.

Relics

Between childhood relics, board games and jars of collectables I found a dead moth.
He died right next to a magic box and my collection of seeds and leaves. Those plants would never leave their jars. For the first time I felt like I’d lost something. The universe was talking to me in simple but effective metaphors.

Curtains

Backstage the assistant stares at her tea.

“What do you see?” asks the magician.

The assistant stares down and frowns. The leaves in the tea form patterns.

“Nothing” she replies but everything comes together.

On stage the magicians feels icy steel. The blades have been switched.

The assistant smiles. Revenge.