i make rat's moves, i sing rat's blues

been sorting through some old takes as i organize my photo archive. this one's from 2005. henry rollins talked into it. henry rollins is awesome.

wondering blithely what the dinner bell will bring

the host family gets ready to break the ramadan fast. that mat's usually where we ate dinner every night. s'a lot comfier than it looks.

with your silhouette when the sunlight dims into your eyes where the moonlight swims

my host sister (and cat's namesake) hadiza.

heff-a-lumps and woozles

and giraffelopes!

there's a low moon caught in your tangles

two disappointed believers, two people playing the game

sometimes i forget how awesome paul simon is.

the difference a day makes

so i guess it's winter now.

drive slow I've never been this way before

warning: operating camera and motor vehicle simultaneously may be hazardous to your health.

a friend of my host-sister. it's likely that she's wearing nail polish on her lips. in west africa, any make-up is the right make-up.

i couldn't tell the weight of the world was on your shoulders

hausa women line up at a Médecins Sans Frontières baby weighing.

summer drought come hard that year

zarma women (and alexis there on the right) drawing water in the afternoon.

i follow to the edge of the earth and i fall off

some leaves from last month. the fall is by far my favorite time of year.

and the flowers she sent and the flowers she said she sent are all equally dead

i don't know why there were 3 dozen roses lying on the sorting table of my apartment's laundry room, but here they are.