submitted by
Mark R. Brown
It was just a spontaneous day trip to the beach. I happened to grab my
camera on the way out of the house. While we were on the shore, I gave the
camera to my friend and told him to take a few shots of the sea while I
wandered off somewhere. He did just that, including an unknowing me in one
of the photos. I look more like a shadow than I do a person. I don't know
exactly what I was thinking at that moment. I know I was looking out there
in wonder, as people usually do at an unfamiliar ocean. I remember the wind
was cool and soft that day. I remember I was heavy with spirits and
thoughts-- escaping out, returning, and escaping again--all the while
pretending I was having a good time. I was remembering what it felt like to
love someone. I had the strange desire to fall into the water. Not to die,
but to live differently. Looking back, I guess my appearance as a shadow in
the photo is fitting. I wasn't even there. I was somewhere the camera
couldn't see.
age 21
New Jersey, USA
April 1999