10 Jun 2022

Look at my face: we’re too old to run away. But we did, to this place, with new faces to show for it. Also looking into the past. Also looking into the future and then hiding from it. Also looking at the present, bittersweet and disjointed as we’d hoped.

A close-up side profile of a woman laughing with her hand up, wrist wrapped with a leopard print scrunchie. Natural light floods in from the window in the background, plants standing just out of focus.