joyful betrayal of silence

I never learned how to describe myself, my feelings, opinions or desires.

When I tried, I tripped over rocks and branches and landed on frozen ground. Only rarely did I do justice to my true state of mind.

I did, however, find a way to give one a glimpse of my perspective. Quite literally.

The images aren’t explicit in their characterization of my mind, but they betray my silence just enough to see what I deem worthy of a picture.

This is my ego in another dimension.

Note: all pictures (taken on film) are left unedited

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