The following are original writings and photographs by Carmiella.
I believe in partial stories
I believe in fractured pieces
I doubt grandeur
It’s never so big,
It’s never so big.
It’s less and more than you fear, little one,
But mostly less.
Did you, the jellyfish, protect me from a worser fate?
Were you my painful guardians from the poisons of man?
Who fought over my martyrdom?
Was this my swearing in of protection to your pack?
If so, my gratitude is endless.
And if not, I still respect you deeply.
The scar you gave me across the back of my right writing hand
is the only tattoo I’ve ever wished to keep.
Please, body cells, and jellyfish protectors,
Guard my skin from healing.
May I keep your marking forever.
Art should speak while protecting.
It should comment yet mask.
To make safe
That which needs be protected.
To safen the innocence of all inner children.
Better through Art, than through living eyes
To see or make
violent blood baths of pixels
rather than lost breathing daughters
rather than lost breathing sons
rather than lost breathing beings of four legs, two, and none
to the bitterness of someone else’s cause.
Better to use imagination to fight.
Strangle and unstrangle through conversation.
As you knit velvety revolutions,
That fabric your finger tips can’t dare help themselves from touching.