UMBRA
December 7, 2022 / Kyra Burke
| When I look past the clouds, I’m reminded of a lost dream from my adolescence. |
As an impressionable young girl with no grasp of realism or responsibility, space was the ultimate playground for my imagination.
To my childlike eyes, seeing the moon up close was just one step closer to grazing its surface.
When I reflect on my past, it feels like I’m peeling back layers of my skin — each layer more raw and tender than the last.
Perhaps if I drown myself in nostalgia, I can find closure for my restless nights, my high-strung demeanor, and my insatiable hunger to do more, to be more.
I had abandoned my adolescence and let it die. I had stopped looking beyond the clouds.
It’s as if the planet and I are one, mourning the little girl who never failed to brush her bedroom curtains aside and admire a universe as limitless as her imagination. ■
By: Kyra Burke
Photographer: Lorianne Willett
Models: Noura Abdi & Yousuf Khan
Stylists: Nikki Shah & Victoria Sturm
Set Designer: Caroline St. Clergy
HMUA: Lily Rosenstein
Photographer: Lorianne Willett
Models: Noura Abdi & Yousuf Khan
Stylists: Nikki Shah & Victoria Sturm
Set Designer: Caroline St. Clergy
HMUA: Lily Rosenstein