Beggars: In exile

Beggars: In exile

 

We wait... Stranded under an endless sky. In exile... 

Our memories fade without a sound. Hopelessly, we wither into a deserted void. In the darkness, we fall prey to our frailty. Lonely, we wander into the fate of our lament: regret - just before vanishing into the glow of our vanity: How can we make you remember (us)? 

Bereft. Torn. Vindicated. 

Our lips avow a signal from God -- they nurse a hungover possibility: the remnant of our Lust.  Yet, it's in the wake of our failure, that we break each other's chest. Set fire to our insides. Distract our hearts from missing its beating ache whilst we look into the abyss and question: How many times will we die chasing-after our Desire?

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Photographs by: Henry J. Rivera 

Words by: J. Guillermo Paleo

 

 

What She Wore:

Hat: PacSun

Top: Lu's Fashion

Sunglasses: Ray Ban

Necklace: Lucky Brand

Shoes: Clarks Originals' Desert Boots

Purse: Coach

What He Wore:

HatOfficial Crown of Laurel Guardian Hat (Brown)

Jacket: Gap's 1969 Heritage Denim Jean Jacket (Bleached)

Shirt: PacSun's Modern Amusement Boogie Stripe Short Sleeve Woven Shirt

Sunnies: zeroUV's Retro P3 Horned Rim Frame Revo Mirror Lens Sunglasses 8829 (Clear Smoke Bronze)

Watch: AB AETERNO's Sunrise Wooden Watch

Jeans: PacSun's Bullhead Co Drake Skinniest Pico Jeans (Dark Indigo)

Socks: Yo Sox

Shoes: Clarks' Desert Boots