On occasion my skin finds comfort in hugging my bones,
it expands and moves further away from it’s original structure,
pouring and overflowing on the floor.
My teeth shift and fall out during the night but return by morning.
Organs take it upon themselves to rot or disappear all together.
New limbs grow in unnatural places,
Supporting the others that have vanished.
How do I make sense of this?
I allow you to see me this way.
-GD
Photograph by Joseph Alvarez
Born:
April 26, 1996 Brooklyn, NY
Education:
BFA Fine Arts
School of Visual Arts, 2014-2018