383. Outsider 

About our peculiar existence… Outsiders, that’s all that you are, You don’t see me, For me. Yet, do I seem to be untrue, As am I outside… You?  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, London, 2016) 

115. Tall

   I sat in the bath yesterday and let the water envelop my freshly gymmed skin. As I relaxed, I closed my eyes and extended my legs, to stretch them out. On opening my eyes I had a startling moment of, peculiar, realisation as to how far away my feet actually are from my face….