While creating this book,
I imagined I had stumbled across an old trunk
in some forgotten room,
- another time & place, perhaps another life..
Inside, I found this book -
it was full of words in black ink -
amidst which lay clippings from a garden,
sandwiched between the pages.
In my mind's eye,
I went through & intricately erased everything on the pages,
yet left all the age, wear & tear in
it's wonderful mysterious glory
on the book wherever I could find it.