
PALINSESTO
No rules.
Palinsesto is where I try things. A setting I’ve never done, a stone cut in a way nobody usually uses, a finish I haven’t seen on anyone yet. What I’ve already done, I’m not interested in doing again. If it holds, it stays. It’s the most sensitive chapter of the three, because it’s the closest to me. And I’m not done yet.
PALINSESTO
No rules.


RIMA SANGUINIS
Eleven stones, climbing the shoulder.
Then I made that ring on my own, without asking anyone’s permission.
In the photo

ACANTHUS SANGUINIS
Finished on one side only.
Then I made that ring on my own, without asking anyone’s permission.
In the photo

TERNUM SANGUINIS
Three wounds, still red.
Then I made that ring on my own, without asking anyone’s permission.
In the photo

SCINTILLA SANGUINIS
Light from the break.
PUMEX SANGUINIS
What the fire left porous.

PALLIUM SANGUINIS
The wound, half covered.
TABULA SANGUINIS
What was written, broke.
GRANDO SANGUINIS
Every cell full.
VITTA SANGUINIS
Melted into drops.

SENTIS SANGUINIS
Held by the thorn.

HIATUS SANGUINIS
The unsaid, kept open.
CINGULUM SANGUINIS
The knot that held.
CICATRIX SANGUINIS
Healed over, the mark remained.
The crack stays as it is, and the stone sits inside it.
In the photo

VENA SANGUINIS
The seam that held.
SINDON SANGUINIS
The cloth kept what it touched.

INFULA SANGUINIS
One loop gave way.
LORICA SANGUINIS
Armor, and still it cracked.
FUSUM SANGUINIS
Poured, then held.

CLAVUS SANGUINIS
Driven in, never pulled.
SCHISMA SANGUINIS
Torn twice, sewn once.
ACINUS SANGUINIS
Silver eroded down to the garnet.
CUNEUS SANGUINIS
It chose where to split.






