White Is the Landscape of Loved and Lost

She who hides in her branches in the black and white movie. The black and white movie wherein no one talks. No one talks where the hands are constantly expressing in motion. In motion there is always the stillness in the background. In the background, I keep you with me. The me who speaks does not know who she is. Who she is, got lost in the octopus expressing with too many arms. Too many arms to mime her own blackness. Her own blackness of thoughts where the background is white.