Outermost Reaches

Medium

Mixed Media, Charcoal

Dimensions

18x24 inches

Created

Republic of Georgia, 2021

Price

Prints available upon request

No one was hurt. 

It was confirmed by the fireman, his oxygen tank,
a fire-diver surviving against the laws of nature.

There is still a profound sadness that builds up
under my ribcage. I reach for his mask but he turns 

back into the billows before I can inhale
the clouds pour out against the black-green

dome of nighttime. The pavement holds
me as I feel the burning mimicked inside

a jealousy of the fate of wood;
how I wish I could turn to smoke

to touch the stars, to be a ruin,
to be a home someone would miss

as it unmakes itself and
falls effortlessly in the dark