everything is wrapped in cling film

to die in the country

objects lost in drawers (found again at the most inconvenient times)

from gardens in the city we keep alive

are these your hands? would you like them back?

it is 5:00pm and nothing bad has happened to us (yet)

three clementines on the counter of a blue-tiled sun-soaked kitchen

i liked it better when we lived on see-saw hill

Jumana

come back later