Absence of everything.
Sand is scooped out by a plastic shovel. The hole grows in length and depth
while two girls jump up and down, excited by the prescence of nothing,
and as soon as the shovel stops, they jump right in.
Nothing, the hole, becomes a palace
a house
a lab
a kitchen
a star
Paris
Texas
a glove store
a loom factory
the place where dreams are manufactured and sold.
Two girls, and nothing....
everything
