Her world becomes mournful and white abrupt in its beauty, slow in its pace She makes life-lines from warm light
Nothing for her Only the smoke after the fireworks The crumbs on the plate The feather of the bird
She picks her endings of the floor Places them over her throat Her neck is cover to the book of things unspoken
Her head is a metaphor of the sea She saw the flutter leave the wing Nurtured the butterfly Fed on dry figs
She captured a fish To prove she could set something free and released it in her memories.
-Fernanda Aragonés
Concepto, producción y styling: Fer Aragonés
Fotografía: Karla Lisker
Makeup: Ana GdeV Chanel M.U.A
Hair: Carlos Arriola
Modelo: Elizabeth Valdez para New Icon
Locación: Squash 73