Day 659, Frame. Day's pictures, Poetry I see reflection and get framed by a gaze close to myself, but the past still shines true. I see the darkness when turned around out of this frame into the next. To change my surrounding and guilt. A new canvas and colored palette. Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related