ADVENTURE SHELF
photographs and mixed media
by Tamsen Wojtanowski

at

BORROWED TIME
sober, smoke-free, vegan
arts and event space
1202 S. 46th Street
(at Kingsessing)
West Philly.

runs: March 28th-April 9th

Opening: Saturday, March 28th from 4-7pm

gallery hours: April 5th from 2-5
or by appointment: tamsenwj@temple.edu

***I'm making vegan banana nut chocolate chip muffins! You bring juice. See you Saturday!

The everfresh sunflowers
are fading behind the glass
except for a small one in the back
still holding onto its browns
and pale yellows
the rest awash
a soft shade
of cyan and teal
a confetti set
of barrettes
sprinkled in the hair
of the
school age girl
going into
the corner store
I can still see my breath
but it is spring.

I haven't been sleeping
they changed the time
to make the morning dark
the evening light

I've been thinking of you, dear
all the while

the smiling gargoyles
the pointy spires

all the gray
above my shoulders

the sun is breaking
over the trees

my bones hurt
where they meet
under my skin

I think

that's all for you

its not for me
its not for them

my heavy head
it wants to rest

lover, on your chest

the dog's toenails
across the hardwood floor

all the world cut out of paper
all the colors flat.

I have got nothing but a sick head
a foul taste in my mouth
ghost images of velociraptors
hiding behind order
standing in the shade
with their long teeth
and their long fingers
while the rest of us bake
in the hot sun
my hot head
a gelatinous skin
has settled
over top of the stew
the insects are feasting
on what is soon to be infection
and then the dinosaurs
won't want to
eat us
anymore
a crippled youth
they did not wish for us better
but to keep their seat
underneath
the umbrella.

what if every post-it
was put
in the same landfill
a candy colored mountian
we could hide in
between
the
"file these"
"to do" lists and phone number
reminders

burrow in the colors
nest aggresively in the neons
rearrange the shades
make order
in our kingdom

bring in banquet tables
stage buffets
climb outside
and to the top
to sunbathe

candy mountian

you me baby
and the mice
the paper fleas
and
freedom.

What do they say?

Post-its
could you imagine your life
without them?