PHOTOGRAPHY > consorting with Nathaniel Hawthorne

Lie

The hour had come - humiliation.
An ominous perception should bear testimony
that the woman had fallen into decay.
The past had been betrayed.
What had once been a reality
was now a faded memory.
Disguise in the affairs was the labor of a mistress.
In mildewed brocades, she stood before
the blurred mirror to admire
her own fantasies