- Miss Abacar
NUDITY

NUDITY
If time is going to pass and my skin is going to wrinkle like a raisin
If the journey is going to batter my body and scar my skin till its unrecognizable
If freedom will only associate it-self with me after my skin is shared
If you are going to choose to look through me whilst I’m pure
If you only remind yourself of my existence when your needs are selfish
If you are going to overlook my essence in exchange for a holiday away from the habits that chase you
If my silhouette is the burning agonizing tear at the corner of your eye
If my body is the only language that you choose to understand
If my body is the only message that you are willing to receive
If your one on one meeting with my soul still leaves you in doubt
My body seeks peace, and my soul is willing to die for it
Every night I seek to solve its mystery
Every night I seem to curl in misery
My mother always told me that my skin is forged from gold
Carefully woven by the gallant effort of my ancestors hands
Carefully chosen by my maker’s hands
Hopefully spared by the discrimination of your discourse
My soul will not let me rest in fear of those who seek to rob me of my flesh
My soul will not let me breath in fear of those who seek to suffocate my glow
For in the night when the wild beasts run in rage I will run with them
For in the darkest coldest of storms I will endure, enveloped in the crown that is my skin
For when the crackling flames knock at my door in ecstasy I will answer it in tranquility
As I glance over my shoulder and look back at the autumn leaves that have fallen
I can only stride hand in hand with courage
Looking forward to the seasons that are yet to corrode my existence
I will not rest in this peace
I will rise in it

Photography: EDDY HARRIS
Model: MISS ABACAR
Make Up: HELENA CESAR
Poetry: DELAFREZNO


