This collection was born out of the search for something bigger than the silence & static. On Friday, I think we came close to finding it.
Read MoreI am at a point in my life where the question most on my mind isn’t what am I asking from a place, but rather what I owe a place I have made a home.
Read MoreBy 2020, Waiting for Frank Ocean in Cairo had become a kind of phantom; a project that haunted me, yet whose future seemed illusive.
Read MoreTake off your headphones, put down your hauntings, & come inside out of the heat. We’ve been waiting for so long.
Read MoreIt’s been a little while since our last moment of quiet.
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