"do i really want to die, or do i just want the pain to stop?"

"UNTITLED - 191751 - CITY LIFE is part of my minis series, which is done on scrap and reclaimed surfaces."

"place me back in the ground, cover me in soil. i want to be planted."

“i think of it as the same as before you were born.”

"the morning after you were put to sleep, you came to visit me in my dreams."

"but few yuletide stories are as bone chilling as that of krampus, the christmas devil. where there is light, there must be darkness."

"in the lockdown, i did not have new negatives to work with, so i used natural objects around me to print. the dead and alive coexist."

"my milk cloth dangling alongside the pantry door, longing for you to take me and hold on."

"i would like to be remembered as a liberated woman who took up space & built her life as though it was a work of art."

"the years have cataracted my eyes and images have hardened. nothing ever flows to rearrange itself into metaphors."

“i am going to die today!” i screamed in joy.

Ishaan Menon

"being kind and making people laugh during tough times."

"lived a lie, with grace."

"because the dishes still need to be done. because it's too dangerous not to stay grounded. because we cry."

"i believe death is intentionally beyond our understanding, and i respect that."

"the morning that i had found the summer lilac, someone had found her dead in her sleep."

"we spent a year and a half mourning the version of you that we lost. then we lost you again."

"the worst way to die would be being squished feet first by a slow-moving steamroller."

"a black robed figure entered down to the altar. the congregation steadily chanted, “bah, bah, black sheep, have you any wool?"