Captured moments from the last days... The heat, the dust, the clouds, the color, the water. La frontera. The edges and places found waiting... Looking beyond the sea and slipping sun, the hopes drifting like fog. Searching for the lost migration.
My sweat dripping toward dry dirt. A flower flashing in the breeze out of reach... My days now build the border between hope and heartache. Which side...
Home is an odd place to feel marooned. A phantom heart haunts two worlds. Waiting to cross la frontera.
words / images ©Bennett Barthelemy
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