Anicca

October 20, 2014

Headed out to catch a flight for Belgium

unable to deny the sneaky separation anxiety cropped up

from leaving South Africa, and the Indian Ocean,



and from Tiny and Thabiso and Q,

and from Thuli and Page

who let me make myself at home in their laughter.



The text I wrote for the collaboration with

Durban photographer Mark Lanning says,



“We become mountains

scalloped in the floors of daybreak

buried in the landscape

breathing like an epitaph bearing the words,

‘God is everything happening at once.’”

It seems relevant to how permanent/impermanent I feel

about this incredibly constantly leaving.



I have every reason to be happy,

but I am so sad today.

I’m gonna miss you for a long time, Africa.