///STORIES///

a fragile harshness

an agile art

in gears in fears

to stop again, to start

it's dark where you turn

but shines on my turn

it builds, it spins

it yields & i flinch

i've got it - inch by inch

by foot - my feet, my neck

forward, still, not yet

now moving, calm, i'm set

machinery & elegance

now kept

gears from graciela
TIRANA