The Negotiations of Identities
Imagine riding along the desert coast, windows open, as you say goodbye to the person you once knew, as you birth a new you…a new identity. The smell of fresh cactus piercing your nostrils. Tiny toes covered in hot sand. Small giggles fill the quiet winds, as the long fingers curl underneath your arms. Knees buckling. Eyes squinting from the blazing sun...as you dream of your name in lights. Hollywood style. The portrait I have painted of Brandon, Arizona native, childhood as