Mask and Myth
In Trust
paper collage
In Trust (over and over again you recognize that you don’t exist yet)
And what will I give up?
Do I have to choose?
Will I know what I’ve done?
Or does someone take it?
The ghost of me breathing.
The step in the step back.
Cold light in warm darkness.
I will hold my shadow open.
Do I have to choose?
Will I know what I’ve done?
Or does someone take it?
The ghost of me breathing.
The step in the step back.
Cold light in warm darkness.
I will hold my shadow open.