S Cult

Chapter four. Flesh.

flesh

As it is. Uneven, unfiltered.

Drag the wall across.

Hands held together at the waist, in a cream long-sleeve shirt

Show it or hide it

Either way, you chose. It’s real. It still isn’t all of you.

A tall concrete wall with rows of tie holes, and concrete cubes on the ground

Retouch

Go on. Try.

The wall has a crack

We left it. It is part of the wall. It is not the wall.

The Flesh pieces

One to cover. One to show.