JUST A LINE – RAW, FAST, ALMOST ANGRY. NOT PERFECT. BUT REAL. I’VE BEEN TO QUIET. TOO MUCH. TOO WRONG.

THIS SIGN WAS MY “I’LL STAY ANYWAY.” I SEW WEARABLES WITH MY HANDS – BLEACHED, MARKED, MAKE TO SPEAK. EACH ONE A SHARP WHISPER: I WON´T BEND.

IT´S A SIGN.

FOR THOSE WHO KEEP GOING, EVEN IF NO ONE SEES. I KNOW WHAT DOUBT FEELS LIKE. AND WHAT IT TAKES TO WALK ON ANYWAY.

IT´S MINE.

MAYBE IT´S YOURS

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