At some point the thought of being exposed

becomes less painful


the effort it takes to stay hidden.

What is it

that I am even protecting?

If there was ever anything out of my control it would definitely be

other people’s story about me.

No accident that in photography the thing being exposed

is the negative.



I’m Xochitl (a fake spiritual name I chose for myself yes I’m one of those people)

I’m Awkward, Astonishing, Alive

I make mistakes

Someday I will probably hurt you.

It won’t be on purpose


I Care. A lot.

And I’ll stick around

for the cleanup

because I do that

even if I’m really, really scared.

Will you play with me?

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