17 Nov 2022

What is it to come here wanting something? Receiving nothing? She is green and cold and lonely on that island, head speared with spikes. She never let anyone in, not permanently. We are all renters, debtors, hoping to avoid her harsh, fluorescent gaze.

The view into a souvenir shop in New York at night, lit up with fluorescent overhead lights that shine on replicas of the Statue of Liberty and the American flag.