The Foamy Green:
Inertia III
The Foamy Green:
Inertia IV
The Foamy Green:
Gravity's Bones
The Foamy Green:
Gravity's Bones II
The Foamy Green:
Waiting for Godot
The Foamy Green:
Local Talent
The Foamy Green:
She climbed the jagged rocks, asking, innocently, what are you taking a picture of?
The Foamy Green:
Luminous in the day's dying light, she followed me along the rocks, pretending to pick up sea shells
The Foamy Green:
She waded the tidepool slowly, chasing the silvery fish with my disposable camera
The Foamy Green:
It's getting chilly, she warbled, I'm going to go change into something warmer
The Foamy Green:
It was some time later. Something flashed across my dreams.
The Foamy Green:
And so you have the freedom to love when you can fly, fly away