Sunday, September 4, 2011

photo journal--day 7

Not many pictures today. Traveled to the Buckeye state for a family wedding. It was the first time I'd seen my parents in more than a year. We didn't speak to each other. I saw them from far away, and I don't know that they saw me; there was no eye contact.
This was the best I could do today. I was present for someone who invited me, from the sidelines to avoid drawing attention to the black cloud that hangs between my family and me. It was exhausting.
But I'm here.


self-portrait 9/4/11
That's not smugness you see on my face, it's surprise that I'm not dead. Two nights before I dreamt that two versions of myself went head-first off a skyscraper.

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