Angelica Farraro

Joined May 2021

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Antepasados
I am awake. At least I think I am. My eyes focus a bit and in the near darkness lit by the lone nightlight I make out the vague shapes of the old tiles above my bed.
By Angelica Farraro3 years ago in Families
Drawing the Sounds
I drew the sounds to describe who my soul sought With angles and slants I cast the circle and painted An image I could never envision, yet I'd know it true when seen
By Angelica Farraro4 years ago in Poets
Schrödinger's Family
I was in these photos. We all were at one time. I look upon the faces of family and see strangers. Images of people I thought I knew but about whom I have come to learn difficult truths. What I thought I had lived as reality in these snapshots was a façade. We were Schrödinger's family. A blending whose senior members performed a carefully crafted, elaborate charade of words and postures meant to signify ties for the sake of one man who believed us to be united.
By Angelica Farraro4 years ago in Poets
Gesso
Empty containers rattle at my feet like so many bones My hands open another jar of black gesso Upon the lid I write the name of this newest person in my life
By Angelica Farraro5 years ago in Poets