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A black cat sat on his stomach… He wondered if he would die soon.
Created by Duane Michals
Above his head, the coat became a solitary black cloud.
As he walked to the door, he began to enclose himself in the coat.
As the cloud descended upon his face, night fell.
He caressed the coat as if he was embracing himself.
His shadow began to swallow him into itself.
How peculiar to hold one’s own shadow…
In an instant, he thrust the coat into the air, …bending him backwards violently.
In the back room, he silently removed his clothing…
Inside the darkness his hand found himself.
Now he thought of how it was then.
Now is then.