“Take my hand, don’t worry,” she said. “I’ll be right here.” I shook my head. She sat on the tiled edge, her legs dangling. I hesitated a moment, contemplating how to get in without feeling cold or scared. Then she pushed me and all I heard as I hit the water was laughter. When I resurfaced, I glared at her yet she was still laughing, holding on to the railing with one hand while she held on to her stomach with the other. At least I was no longer scared. I was in.
Splash, 2018, flag book with double-sided inkjet print on BFK Rives, Arches, and Fabriano Academia paper, plywood covers, hot-foil stamped title, 7 x 27 x 1.5 inches (closed), 30 x 27 x 3.5 inches (open)