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The farthest moon.

The Spell

Upon being born - a rippling pain:

to touch the farthest moon, to be soft

and close to death, weary like a petal

on the protruding arm of Aquarius,

to weep in the depths of her cascading sea ...

with shining scales: a mermaid corpse.

- Segovia Amil Poetry

 

I will be posting from this shoot for a long time to come, everything came together so beautifully in camera and needed so little in post-production.

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Uploaded on August 31, 2018
Taken on July 28, 2018