Sheena Snyder




the sun is lazy and poisonous this morning

only sneak previews and hints of grey

over the tops of cotton candy clouds.

a lot of the time, i feel like

a traveling gypsy living out of her pocket.

the only place i feel at home

is anywhere other than where i am.

and i've been hiding out for so long i

no longer recognize myself.

a struggle as i repeatedly avoid the sunlight.

love affairs with moonlit thoughts

and i've gone off wandering again,

like clockwork.



Photographed & Edited by Sheena Snyder
Stylist & Muse: Eunice Villalobos
Words by Sheena Snyder & Taide Kennedy

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