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Butterflies (box) Sculpture, signed, circa 1994

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He told me that the night his mother died, there were storms & far away there was purple lightning & someone left the window open & the room filled with a swirl of butterflies & she slipped out quietly without anyone noticing & I’m sure the grief was softer because of that. 


Story on block: Bananas

My great aunt told me once to remember that old people need bananas. I remember. Someday I will tell my sons. 


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