Drive

Catherine Rudolph

 

Drive

Her hand on my leg, fingers inch along the pale skin
She stares ahead, a smile on her lips
The curves of mountains are blue in the distance
Unmoving land moving,
inside me
on the horizon.
The lever clicks as I advance
only to release
My legs unfurl
Stop taking photos of me!
I can’t.
Stare out the window instead, focus on the shifting mountains
Hazes of grey cloud the sky
Inciting awe and amnesia;
An erasure of all memory, but for this moment
You’d swear I’d never been in love.

My hot cheek cooled against the window
Breath mists the glass
Her hand, again
Then her voice, unexpected
You’ve set up basecamp, in my heart
It’s only you now.
My own heart trembles
Earth and heart quakes
And so wet,
Rush, relief,
Wanting her
My own heart trembles.
In the mirror, eyes touch
What colour are yours?
I spend so much time looking
A few nuances
Away from one another

She continues to drive
I have never stopped taking photos of her.

 

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Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

Catherine Rudolph

 

Catherine Rudolph is a writer and photographer from Cape Town and co-founder of creative collective N.U.D.E.. The collective organises exhibitions/parties that aim to provide a platform for young artists to showcase they work. Through this, they hope to instigate discussion around societal norms and issues of class, race, gender and identity. While writing at Between 10and5, Catherine developed a love for the South African creative industry and a belief that art can be used to further social awareness.

 

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