The Air, My Friend

The column by Jimi Liao, the artist, translated…

I’d Heard the Larva Forms of Mosquitoes Talking TRASH about the Tadpoles

I’d Heard the Tadpoles Telling Stories on the Fishes

I’d Hard the Fishes, Spreading the Secrets of the Turtles

And the Turtles, Verifying the Fishes’ Innocence

not my photograph…

I’d Heard the Fishes, Forgiving the Tadpoles of Their Childishness

The Tadpoles, Soothing Over the Pains of the Larva Forms of Mosquitoes

And, to this young child, everything is so easily forgiven, and unfortunately, this, is NOT how the adult world works at all, so, this child will lay, undisturbed for a bit longer, lost, in her/his childhood dreams and fantasies…