I will run through the wall. I depicted moon phases over 24 years and moved with the ebb and flow. I into a broken piano without

making sound. I transfer 91 sheets of paper with people’s help and disruption. I walk with a stone while reading a Louise Glück’s poem for it. You sit here or walk by.
I make sounds with the stones
which I collected from the coastline. I bandage a strut of an abandoned shelter.