S E L F P O T R A I T | I N C O N G R U E N CE
Her body is history. Two decades long and counting. History is winter, autumn, summer, spring. Seasons & bones. Alike they break and reset.
Ashen winter logs, autumn leaves crayoned in fades, sapphires & burning oranges. Spring floristry peeling open like artwork at the sharp angle where her cheek and eye muscles join.
Soft summer rainbows reeling from her shoulders, sinking in her collar cleft, climbing up her neck line, pirouetting into yellow dots, inked over her strong cheek bones. Rising, till the soft bend of her brow. Continue reading “Congruence “I meet together, I agree””