Animal first, human second
On the hunt to capture our wildness through photographs and words
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the echo of this place
etched into me
stitched from bone to soul
cold hold on me
For you only miss the sun, when it begins to snow. So do not pity me for I am change, the only constant in l...
If I am to be bound, it will be on my terms.
If I am to be restrained, it will be by choice.
If I am to be ravaged in b...
I am angry and I am told my rage is inappropriate, not lady-like, bitchy, butchy, unattractive. I am angry and I am told...
How do you know yourself?
By name or by the wailing call, born from your groin, liberating your organs as rushes through...
Feet in dirt
Paint on face
Drum in heart
This is what woman looks like
Screams of birth, pain, generati...