ＷEN-YU CHEN

The Posh Grey Freak

Description

They praise the curve of my waistline, praising that cinch precise to the centimeter, yet know nothing of the radical shifts and turmoil beneath the skin and between flesh and bone. This is a confrontation waged in the name of gray — forcibly donning a morbid hourglass silhouette, sealing the flesh within an extreme waistline. The world assumes this is a surrender to elegance, unaware that it is the quietest rebellion. Do not try to iron out my eccentricity; within this rigorous order that suffocates breath, the edge of suffocation is the true framework holding me upright. Oxygen deprivation is the price a freak pays to maintain dignity.