Anna Davis is studying Fine Art and Film at university. She has recently started bringing writing into her practice, mainly by incorporating spoken word poems into her film work. She has found it an invaluable method of expressing her experiences and feelings about a variety of topics including anxiety, childhood, sexuality and intimacy.
I cry every day
I don’t think it’s an exaggeration to say I cry every day. My cheekbones ache and bow like old furniture, water damaged.
Shadows circle your neck, the dip of your shoulder is deep and darkly invites me. A millimetre of isolated film repeats out of context from black to you to black, and you’re still breathing too hard and you still smell like a sigh- no- like humming. Let’s talk self-control. Lie with me now, pull me inside. Would you? If hands asked a question from throat to chest to belly wide-eyed over buttons and blurred skin, today the answer would be yes.