My photographic anatomy consist of

confident bones that deny filtered crutches

My four-cornered ribs cages every spoken word

allowing the picture to breath sovereign

Blood pumps CMYK through each vein

creating colors to flood through my flesh

The spinal cord of my selfies

are made of patience and curiosity,

with a marrow of forgiveness

My marrow can be transplanted to my broken frames

In the photo album membrane

cognitive nerves flash with images my eyes focus on

My life albums collect in the wrinkles of my brain

Motivating my heart to pump

Which liberates my skeleton to live

Outside of the negative strips