Day 11- 9.27.20

One of my favorite moments from The Artist is Present at MOMA in 2010.

Marina Abramovic

She stares down the barrel of

each visitor, breathing in

the uncomfortable stillness of

shared silence.

And then Ulay arrives like

thunder, like a cumulonimbus cloud

heavy with the weight of twenty years and

shared history.

Their eyes meet across

the wooden table.

A grin of recognition followed by

tears, solemn and slow

and then the unthinkable;

she reaches out and

he catches her palms.

The moment is over before

it begins, and while it's cheapened

by applause, there's something

in his gait as he walks away and

the way she looks down

that feels real as rain.