Relationship with Clay

Hard, grainy, rough
Immersed in water you remain
resistant to my touch
I rub my hands over you
and you give some of yourself to me

I manipulate you in my hands
feel your softness
make indentations with my fingers
My wet hands squeeze your softness
as we create a soft, gooey mess.

We come together
You provide a thin covering
Each influencing the other

I throw you onto the page
and you form into your own shape

I make prints on paper
the texture of my skin amplified through you.

 

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