Day 5

To wash away the day's grit, 

he opted for a soak in the tub.

This man, raised on the ocean's edge,

is drawn to any body of water,

even a bathroom vessel filled with mineral salts.

Like a boy he submerged his head

and counted how many seconds he could hold his breath.

Air bubbles rose to the surface

distorting his face.

The sun was dipping lower in the sky and I had not yet taken a photograph.

This 100 day project has been more like a burden than a welcomed creative outlet.

When I returned with my camera and a pleading look in my eyes

he looked at me with an incredulous grin

"Pretend I'm Annie Liebovietz

and you're Whoopie Goldberg in a vat of milk."

Snap.