Semen and Blood III by controversial photographer, Andres Serrano
My body and mind need a massage. Tonight I took some time to remember an adventure. I want to say it was the first, if not the second. I can recall my exact feelings. On a whim, I bought an expensive swimsuit. It will serve as motivation to get myself in the best shape possible before spring arrives. I remembered the ‘spaceship’ and the conversation. I can recall my exact feelings. Something like uncertainty and nervousness. I believe it was mid October when I was forming these connections. Making realizations and creating questions. The walls of my room were filled with my handwriting from floor to ceiling. I can recall my exact feelings. Back and forth because I tied my thoughts to the inside of my mouth. They tickled when they grazed my tongue, but that was as far as I’d let them travel. Silent conversations were all I had then and well, now my lips no longer itch.