#Josh Farria

[sunkentreasurecove]

[whisped]

untitled by Josh Farria on Flickr.

[wisdomloverevolution]

On the block//

i sleep on a mattress on the floor in the back corner of my grandparent’s home purchased off the block by my great- grandparents to give their family a stable foundation to grow upon.

a block once submerged in a sea of black faces, bandits, the color of cherry snow cones, protectors of the land they were brought to this place seeping out and spilling everywhere reclaiming an understanding of what was meant by home.

My grandfather turns on the tv static fills the air as his eyes turn grey, feasting on the news another brown body wasn’t seen as a home of a soul didn’t quite see the Spirit.

My protectors don’t live here no more what was once a warrior tribe reduced to street turmoil– Languish. What was once a home, cracked at the foundation by the swift abandonment of death.

- Fatima Nasiyr

Photo by Josh Farria

[champagneolivia]

[tru]

JOSH FARRIA

[thankyoufortheflowers]

Josh Farria, West Oakland 2016.

Mancy Gant

[champagneolivia]

[tru]

JOSH FARRIA

[untrustyou]

Josh Farria

[lebonbons]

sem título by Josh Farria on Flickr.