portion of the artwork for Sam Rasnake's poetry

A Picture’s Worth
Sam Rasnake

a 1,000 looks I never saw

This must have been

a good year Wish I could


The eyes say beauty is

in the heavy silence And

the mirror my accomplice

my telling

What I carry to the grave

You can be so busy creating

it becomes your only

living No

future only past A pawn of

thin shadows for a life without

certainty You have no

final say

—Vivian Maier, Self-Portrait, 1955

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FRiGG: A Magazine of Fiction and Poetry | Issue 56 | Fall/Winter 2020