If I Hold Too Tightly
by Arabella Paner ︎︎︎In theory when light touches the eye an object is being touched by sight. At the instance of a look there becomes an act of holding, an exchange happens thus an image impressed on the mind. Here, I am not trying to make a fancy image in light by trying to paint a picture of our dull daily life. Glossing over our histories and how did we ever get here. It was a lot of waking up. Opening the eyes by daylight. It was never a single dream to see. The haze of your mothering finding its way back to my body. When my hand runs over your bones, the soft thin flesh glistens in light but it’s my fingers that warn me that I might pierce through it if I look at it for too long.