#nancy gomez

[disarmluna]

[allyourprettywords]

“Discovering Colors in Prison,” Nancy Gomez

Do they ever discover new colors? He asks me. He spends all his time in a cell so drab no color could describe that emptiness. But now I’m wondering, what colors does he see? How would we name them? The bruised morning sky through a slit too small to be called a window. The boiled afterglow of sun hazed over by ash. The dried crust of yard that grows only dust and dead weeds and used surgical gloves like so many discarded hands. The cold, tensile sheen that buzzes off the electrified fence, the color of barbs in barbed wire. The shadow of dried blood inside the lines of chalk. Taser jolts. The burnt colors of fear – more smell than color, vaporous and acrid. The things that want to become colors and can’t – the voice of someone who doesn’t visit, photos so worn the faces are barely there. The ugly colors you keep caged, those refracted off betrayal, and hate. Or heartache – the darkening hurt that feels like all the colors crushed into the one you see shimmering when you close your eyes. You don’t discover these. They discover you.

[fabulouswillycartier]

Who wants some candy -- Willy Cartier & Nancy Gomez

[deathbysilverspoon]

The Line and Dot x deathbysilverspoon x frankiemark

[thachroniclesofnadia]

Isabella Farrell and Giza Lagarce wearing Femme D'armes shot by Nancy Gomez.

[trewmullen]

Trew Mullen by Gutterdust

[gizalagarce]