The Light I Never Let Look Back

By Aurora Spellweaver

I have spent years chasing light through fog banks and hailstorms and never once stood in it without a camera between us. This one is about sun gazing, the old practice of letting the sun meet you with nothing in the way. I tried it on the theater steps before class this week and something in my chest let go that my jokes have been holding for months. Bring a soft gaze and no plan.