image by Francesca Woodman
my hands mock
images brimming in my head
raw and bare earth
my breasts betray
passion surging in my limbs
consuming, black blur
my eyes flicker
like paper doll, stripped empty
unworthy of you
i hurl the shell of me,
fragile as glass, but cold as stone
to sky window
please,
remember my face
Posted for The Mag 130 : Francesca Woodman was a young American photographer whose work was produced between 1972 and 1981. Despite the fact that she was working for only a short period, Woodman has, over the past 30 years, gained a reputation as one of the most important names in photography. She committed suicide at age 22.
