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Cut a Vital Connection

Her existence was pain. It whispered to her in every sensation and every time she moved her lips but no one witnessed her misery. She was the person to give space to ‘it’. The feeling that haunted and stilled, movements that turned you ill. She never said no to her family, she was the one that held the lies- kept everything running smoothly. One day she said no, and when she returned her body looked different, firmer and taller in the pride of everything she always held in the inside. They looked afraid, until she whispered. I am change.  

Photography by Darius Iromlou

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