Photographic Memory

Caught in an act of balance as I always seemed to be in photographs - balanced between what I was and what I was becoming, between how I felt and how I knew I'd look. It's not as if I ever forged a smile though -- more like the person taking the photo was drawing it out of me like I see myself here drawing the water. I was so young and, though I thought getting water up was difficult back then, it's so much harder now -- like drawing forth memory from a dried up head. Good thing I've got these photographs. Good job the album remembers - I remember the quality of that act but this crystallises it for me; gives me an anchor ... makes it real. I can taste that water again.