Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Legs ...

I consult all those stretch marks, the years upon those legs, the fats & the millions tiny brown spots as well as scars left from every childhood moment. That flesh is lucid. Each day a new cut bleed and a new skin inside my brain revealed. I shall admire you shaved, I shall admire you unshaven, I shall admire you, period.


Self Shot by Self ...

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