She can no longer muster the force to slip out of bed; she claws at her face as the ceiling continues to descend.
The ceiling is a mere few inches away.
The room seems like a coffin. The dark descends, thicker and thicker, enveloping everything until the image is effaced by darkness.
Tout Va Bien
Elise Harmsen
7-23/4/17
This project has been assisted by the Australian Government through the Australia Council for the Arts, its arts funding and advisory body.