Over the years the shapes have haunted me.
They tease me.
They make me believe that I could catch them and squeeze them.
Although everything seems so attainable,
I sit and become tired of the chase.
I don't want to chase it anymore.
I want to be calm and free.
The shapes. The geometry.
They've become my friends.
They've become my shame.
Illustrations and Writing by Cam Novak
Photo by Lea Trudel