I am fighting to be seen,
there must be space for pain to exist.
If 90% of our communication is nonverbal
& you can’t witness a naked body without
seeing SEX then are you surprised that
we can’t connect, or communicate?
If that’s the case, you must be lonely.
The shapes this skin makes is an alphabet,
the script of a language that deep down
we still know.
If we want to understand each other,
let us begin here.
Original Poem, ‘Signs’
Photograph by the stellar Timo @timoevon in Burlington, Vermont
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