WORMS

Cremains
Nights melted down
By the light of dawn

Isolation

Hands worn down
From digging in
The depths
Of arid land

Spirit’s ground
I keep hold of

Worms of unavailing recollection
Inside polished coffins
Sucking out
And they repay

2008-2017
A study of inflictive memories affecting the present time. A research on sexuality, the human body, my fears and desires, either through the use of my own skin or over my close surroundings.
Shot from the time I was in high school until now. I have used DSLR, mirrorless, compact cameras and smartphones.