City - Big Lake State - MN Country - United States
About
And it was at that age photography arrived In search of me, I don?t know, I don?t know where it came from From winter or a river I don?t know how or when No, they were not voices; they were not words nor silence But from a street I was summoned, from the branches of night Abruptly from the others, among violent fires Or returning alone There it was without a face And it touched me.