*The Future of Wallpaper* Christopher Jug George

His summer-brown smile haunts me. I sense him now, unlike before, he is closer to me. He is gone.

Tag: Birth

The way she looks at me sometimes . . .

Photo by Christopher Jug George *St. Croix River* July 28, 2011

That beautiful lady stays inside of summer. She is wrapped in a shawl of timelessness and is so convincing when she tells me there never really is a now.

Gold River Diana or Life is that Strange Looking Thing Standing in the Middle

Photo by Christopher Jug George *St. Croix River-Gold River Diana* 4/28/10

You are a river, Diana, you are high. You are rushing and taking lives.  I’m not even sure when you took mine.  I’ve been negotiating a merger between the surreal and real  for a long time.  The deal is about to be struck.  I was not here before, I will be gone again.