I. The image adds ten pounds?

D: Have you noticed that where there is no growth, it all dissolves to black mirror?

I: Your name contains the word war.

D: Distinct insects, yes.

I: One is fat with legs dangling. The other a torpedo, and not so into flowers.

D: Can honey crystallize into lattice imperfections?

I: Well, which would you rather be?

D. Sheets and sheets of fabric. Cotton diamonds, cotton fields with silk underneath.

I. The people are in focus, but the buildings are not.

D. I don’t wish to be misquoted.

I: I would be a bee.

D. Past the people, inside the house, the color begins. Through the window, an ultramarine room.

I. The children are not sure what to do with their hands, they clutch at the fabric.