Pyramids X Gardens: Series i

Little black boy

Skin black as blood on a moonless night

Light fires on the concrete

Bopping to the beat of your internal drums

They will be envious of the skip in your step

The way it bounces with the cadence in the breeze

They will hold sheets of venom over your glow

Try to poison your ears with drops of malice

Don't let that stop you

You hold the rhythm in your spirit you hold the world within your hands

The sea is your spa and your home the land

Little black boy

You are King

Everything the light touches is yours

Don't let them steal your shine.

Photography & Styling by: Samira Miche

Model: James Grant