I am bound to infinitely stare at this blank note given by a former lover who refused to tell me the meaning of such clean and crisp white paper crumpled by my frustration to interpret its ghostly writing. Maybe Jeff Buckley will sing me the answer, but then again I can’t rely too much on a dead guy.. . The message just like Mr. Buckley passed away even before I’ve come to know of its existence. ‘Oh, and the sting shall cease’, i can hear thy lover say.. .
–PiLar Nereida (01/08/2009)
***photo by Marie Chiong (Los Angeles County Museum of Art, Los Angeles, California)