iNTERNATiONAL WOMEN’S DAY


womensday-2020

“I got under my skin. This is my moment catched identity. Blood is thicker than rhythm, drums are my ecstasy. You are my skin, my biggest organ keeping me breathing. I catch my breath, hold it in for a second. My ending, I take it in to begin to be taken in. I am my skin, the pores to my inner sin. Sin made me a pure creature and rhythm freed me by it’s very nature. So, overflow me beauty and find my child. I am ready to play in the light. I don’t hide my skin. The covers gone to reveal what’s within. Without shame I grow old, within I’m pure gold.”

Poetry: FREDERICK
Photography: Elisabeth Mochner – Photographie