m e s p e n s é e s n o y é e s
in violet ink, paper, glass of water
The water is a deep violet. A crumpled page sits next to it. Mes pensées noyées... à l’encre violette. My drowned thoughts - in ink. This cup contains not a glass full of water but a spoonful of scribbled thoughts - drowned, dissipated and now, evaporating. Language in a cup.