
These Steps



The natural greyscale of the corner to my apartment.

At the end of this hallway is the way out. But it doesn’t mean it’s the right way.

I was searching for the abstract within intentionally engineered spaces.

Taken from the window of my friend’s loft in St. Louis during an Easter brunch.

I walked into class, which was apparently canceled, and saw a view I’d never seen before, that of my professor.

A never-ending wall of storage lockers.

Unity.