A person’s face, strong and clear, but big blue “ERROR!” letters are stamped right across it. Green code is running at the bottom like the system is crashing while trying to process who I am.
It’s exactly how I feel sometimes.

I show up as myself, with my face, my feelings, my presence, but the digital world throws an error. It doesn’t know how to read me. It glitches. It fails. Still, I’m here. The face is still looking out. The person is still real.

This piece is about the moments when technology can’t understand our humanity. It says “Error” on our identity, on our emotions, on our existence. But we keep existing anyway. The face doesn’t disappear just because the system can’t load it.