These drawings are the dance of love, the dance of never being alone, the dance of choice, and power. They are the dance of grief, the dance of the unknown.
They are my dreams. They are the simultaneous illness and life of my body.
They are the moments of never being alone.
They are the dance of dignity; created with all the limitations of this body. braces and Velcro, pillows and positioning belts, whatever it takes to dance.