Army of Ink Monkey Grip

 

Sometimes people tell me what to see – but I know what I saw.

Footnote:  As a kid, I used to hang upside down on the monkey bars, get a swing up and then release my legs, flip and land on my feet in the soft white sand – like a cat.   This ink could be about about hanging on with a firm grip on of all that might be pulling her off in a direction that’s not her own.   And evoking that feeling of release that comes from the moment when she trusts in herself so strongly that she lets go and flies …

(Reposted from 2010.  In Clunk & Jam, 2019 book)