I couldn’t hear if the other men present said anything or whether they laughed; I was deaf to everything except the pulsing roar in my head.
It’s as if I’m peeling back my own tissues, marbled with fat, to learn.
Throughout Kinshasa, people told me, ‘No camera,’ but at the hospital, individual people seemed to have lost their integrity of self.
She works part time at a dog daycare facility, where she attempts to learn the language of her people.
I decided to change my way of life by doing what I really like to do—illustrations.
