Friday, July 13, 2007


The furrow of a young man’s back, created as he leans down deep onto his haunches giving rise to knolls and vale of thick flesh, amplifies the cadence of my heart at the witnessing of strength, of elongated muscles bound to a human capacity to be stripped and studied without recognition, the camera in my eye snaps a thousand instances of light, shadow, and depth to lock away into the recesses of my desire for a time when there is nothing left. Aleathia Drehmer 2007 Published by Flutter 7/07

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