blind, dreaming

blind, dreaming

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you said the blind are dreamers and that’s exactly what kept us from dreaming. we saw too much and we felt too much to take any of it in. i promised, when we sat there with our legs crossed and our fates parallel, that i’d be there when your days feel like a long, poorly lit hallway. but i didn’t promise to be a crutch at your leisure. it’s true that the mayhem is what got me onto you to begin with, but it was exactly that – the mayhem i misunderstood as unique – that kept me floating above just far enough above the ground with my heart laying against its will, in its mold. i surrendered to my place.

you said the blind can dream too so now you’re just blindly dreaming.

x

BLACK JUMPSUIT by Mustard Seed
DAMSEL SPIKE SHOE by Jeffrey Campbell

Photos by Calvin Bellas

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