Not from this anger, anticlimax after refusal struck my loin and the lame flower bent like a beast to lap the singular floods. In a land strapped by hunger shall he receive a bellyful of weeds and bear those crossed hands that never hurted anyone. -------- This photograph shows the feeling that sometimes we can not describe when we are upset by something and we can not do anything to change it. It was a photograph made in a landfill in Cuba. -------- After having ignored this photo several times because it did not work in black and white in any of my photos. I have decided to expose it in independent.