Say Chees(y)

So. I bought a camera and then accidentally wrote what I’m calling a poem. Deal with it:

What if I could sell you a camera with a multi-perspective viewfinder. What if I could Instagram your thoughts through intersectional filters of race, gender, sexuality, experience. What if each snapshot countered a snap judgement.

Would you become a photographer.

Would you keep the shutter open and let the light in. Would you change your lens to capture the details. Would you develop each opinion with the delicate patience and thoughtful attention of a darkroom.

Would you hold onto the negatives and let them create space.