short-stories

Into the silence of the space

NOTE: A SENTENCE ON MIEKE WRITING ABOUT UWE, KATARINA AND PHOTOGRAPHY He has taken Katarina out into the evening black, into the fog and wetness of the snow in Riverside Park, their rubber boots plashing down the part-lit paths, in hopes that they will work up a bit of hunger, and later on return toContinue reading “Into the silence of the space”