Reverse The Weight That Nailed Us To The Ground


Reality shifts, reality flickers, life takes hold. The sun rises in the west, the clock ticks backwards, time beats slowly on. footsteps in the shadows. the endless journey of the stateless, the faceless. Endless wandering, torturous resistance, against the tides, against the tides, the power of the powerless








smashed iphone, headphones, muzzle on radiator







the writing on the wall: Dunqirke Refugee Camp December 2016