I have my finger on the trigger,
Nothing will slip by me anymore.
Breath cut short,
Pain and fear fill me completely.
Movements have ceased to exist,
Stains spread everywhere.
And the red cries out silently for help,
Burning with sorrow, we slowly fade away.
Cemetery deer.
I wanna go... and never come back...
If you find me...
Please...
Please...
Leave me in the night...
there’s nowhere to go.
I lost it
I lost it almost 3 years ago and I feel like I can't live without it anymore
I can't live I don't feel like myself
Sonia Sanchez, from "For Tupac Amaru Shakur"
Photographed by Briscoe
We are still waiting for you
Where stories rest but memories never fade
I see childhood