I became as though blind and numb, and I lay my back on something hard. I could see nothing, neither I could make any sound. A photo series by Katrin Bragadóttir.
The ghosts in our eyes
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Eye wake up in a construct. Eye lay on my
bed and sweat. Eye replay final moments. Eye try to
picture her face. Eye program a future version of myself
to remember it, slick with seawater, ringed with wet hair. A dark series by Rebecca Cairns with words by Ben Mirov.
