I am not going to bother with that filler blah blah blah of how the world is on fire. You’re smart. You can see the flames. And what do I tell you? That I almost died? That I was sick for a over a month and at some point, couldn’t breathe? That I have the photos sitting in a Tupperware container waiting to be developed. You don’t get to see those. So, who really cares? You get to see the before and somewhere after the phlegm and albuterol. I came into this class with a goal: “I want to learn to take pictures of people.” But then the world went mad. So, I went mad. And I give you, too, madness. I give you texture. I give you Midwestern Gothic. I give you a bedroom. Exposure. And light too harsh meeting light too soft. I give you my body in all its malformation and illness. I give it to you. I shove it down your throat. Because what else is there to eat? The streets were always empty. The houses always still. The river is a river is a river is a river. If that is what this means to you then I clap my hands inside your empty belly. Let it ring through your body. Let it sucks the air out your lungs. Invasive in your skin. And maybe then you will get it. Maybe then you will be full.
I am not going to bother with that filler blah blah blah of how the world is on fire. You’re smart. You can see the flames. And what do I tell you? That I almost died? That I was sick for a over a month and at some point, couldn’t breathe? That I have the photos sitting in a Tupperware container waiting to be developed. You don’t get to see those. So, who really cares? You get to see the before and somewhere after the phlegm and albuterol. I came into this class with a goal: “I want to learn to take pictures of people.” But then the world went mad. So, I went mad. And I give you, too, madness. I give you texture. I give you Midwestern Gothic. I give you a bedroom. Exposure. And light too harsh meeting light too soft. I give you my body in all its malformation and illness. I give it to you. I shove it down your throat. Because what else is there to eat? The streets were always empty. The houses always still. The river is a river is a river is a river. If that is what this means to you then I clap my hands inside your empty belly. Let it ring through your body. Let it sucks the air out your lungs. Invasive in your skin. And maybe then you will get it. Maybe then you will be full.
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