fingers facing light
i put my fingers in front of the lens, facing light. my fingers transparent, almost, and the blood flows. this colour, reminds me of the red i see when my eyelids shut. how i used to love running in the open playground, with my eyes closed. so much life and so much longing weighing on my eyes, and sometimes. sometimes, i dare not open my eyes (while i've also, other eyes watching) for i fear moments will flutter out, disappear into the open.
moments & moments & moments