Amitié et à l’automne,
a creative collaboration by Flory Huang and Jenny T.A. Nguyen
My feet were uninterested in walking past and your teeth refused to hide. Half-moon crescent eyes, the child rises. Leaf after leaf on stone and running mouths; This is a blanket of leaves, a rug, a mane. Shared love, laughter, exploration, these honest words: The secret celebration of life lit brightly, warmly. In these colors of our heart, the souls in yellow, orange, red, and everything in between.