Sadie searches for herself in the reflection of the lens, performing in abandon for its cold, unblinking eye. Playback reveals blushing beauty, startling hunger that she never wears in her suburban routine. Sadie teases herself, pleases herself, but has yet to witness her full extent, now just beginning to imagine what if the camera had a commanding voice. |
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Poemission |
Reflections of Sadie |
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Photo by Sadie |