Ìṣẹ́jú Aárín

The In-Between Moment

Description:

The body no longer obeys shape,

it follows essence, not what it looks like,

but what it longs for.

Roots unfurl from her limbs,

snaking through fertile soil,

drawn to what feeds but never settles.

Her head lifts,

neck elongated like a question,

reaching toward something unspeakable.

She is stretched across realms

part root,

part ritual,

part reaching.