Sabah Al Khair Habibti: Collage --- Natalia Sarkissian | Numéro Cinq
Dear Nick and Chris: Fuzz from the poplar sticks to the windshield of our Ford. In the courtyard of our building, the birch bursts with pollen and I sneeze when hanging out sheets to dry on our balcony. The sky glows, the days lengthen, you both grow long and lean. A strange time, perhaps,