Taken with a Lomography Action Sampler
I looked outside
and saw my friends
blue eyed frosted cynics
inviting me in.
As they laughed and shook
their foreign heads
I asked,
Is the moment
more important
or the person?
Glass doors
they seemed opaque
but strangely
filtered some light in,
tiny streams
of yellow murky brown,
through the snow
of people
who belonged here.
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Published by Neha Bhat
Sex & Trauma Psychotherapist, Artist and Writer who creates innovative psychotherapy and inner work healing content on somatics, trauma recovery, abuse and mental health from a creative, spiritual, depth-focused, decolonial lens. Also known as @indiansextherapist. Started one of the first Indian therapy groups for people who have perpetrated and survived sexual abuse.
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Lomography is absolutely cool. Had not heard of anything of this sort before.
And your poetry. There is no point of me praising you over and over again 🙂
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Thank you for that! 🙂 I love your blog!
That’s good to hear 😀 thank you!