#delineated

there are lines inside me - seams where I have been stitched up || folds that hold me together - like outside me - wrinkles around my eyes || creases on the palms of my hands - where the old fringes the new.

and within the breaks of these lines you grow || each day. seamlessly melding into me. like something familiar and destined.

in life's happening, || worlds upon worlds converging.

writings our eyes can't decipher, but if they could, fragile and wavering || they would read like this story  of you and me.

Delineated (color)

Sine Qua Non Photography: images by Nathanael Handlang

Delineated (black)

Sine Qua Non Photography: images by Nathanael Handlang

Delineated

Justin Empire