letters to
Vivian Maier
in pictures
of those who are not
there anymore.
her soul
of black and white
contrasting
between moments in
time
a still black suit.
sky
bird
grass
walking
never in want of money.
beyond a thirst for fame.
somehow she got by.
somehow she fed herself.
eat
live
sleep
art
the unseen captured
which cannot be touched.
feel the unfelt feeling.
touch the soul of the true seeker.
be where you are not.
go beyond where you are.
wake up
do it again for its own sake.
leave something behind before it leaves you
in hopes it will move
someone
you will never
meet
nor happen
to know
