If you were to see her

from the fifth floor of a downtown apartment building

the dark figure passing strange and floating miragelike amidst the brokenbrick chimneys and graveltopped roofs

you might only see a flurry of black and fading garments flapping in the wind

If she were to look up you might also see, through green spider plant spindles and the raindrizzled window, the blue and sorrow of her eyes

If it were night you might not see her at all…till she were at your door…

Aaron Schwartz is the founder of aamora

Enjoy more of Aaron’s images here and here

Learn more about the talented Marie here