“Conversation With Myself, While I Waited for You to Make up Your Mind…..” © Iskra Johnson

This is the first in a new series about urban language. Composition assembled from the broken sentences around me: re-purposing. RE-listening, taking back the marks on the random public/private canvas.  Rewinding that David Byrne movie “Stop Making Sense.” I think I’ll call it The Wailing Wall. People just can’t stop talking.