Written by Jacob Ibrag
They want to go outside and move around.
Barefoot among the elements. The dirtier the pavement
the better. Filth makes it feel real. Tired of their cleanliness.
It’s not that they want to be careless, it’s simply the option
of having it. This self made prison and its recycled air.
Homes incubating their residents ignorance.
Photo by Joshua Rawson-Harris