Hidden Life

Impossible to ignore a half-open door. That woman you glimpse, sitting by the lamp.  Content and at ease? Or alone and despairing?

The hidden life, briefly visible.  The noisy room, briefly silent.

What to make of these fleeting images?

These voiceless women you see everywhere.

Categories Blog: Here and There

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