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In Transit: A Suite

Piotr Gwiazda

1

First day of spring, mild forms of paranoia.

           Don't give out your PIN.
           Don't volunteer unnecessary information.
           Don't walk into my picture.



Human means humus, soil.


2

Meeters and greeters.

An empty bus, with jetlag eyes.


A woman in a red coat, seen twice in one day, thousands of miles apart.


3

An out-of-place

                      NO EXIT sign.


4

I have a perfect metaphor for us . . .

           THIS TRUCK MAKES FREQUENT STOPS.

                      "Are those recyclables?"


Red means Stop.
Green means Go.
Orange means Orange.



Piotr Gwiazda

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