This could be a metaphor.
Or an allegory.
Or the visual equivalent of found poetry.
Perhaps it could be thought disturbing.
Or odd.
Or quaint.
Or amusing.
It’s a snail on a jawbone. But it could also be any or all of the above.
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It could just be a good photo.
I liked your interview in Locus, by the way.
At least your snails have shells in New Mexico.
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