"Our stomachs began to cramp as if someone was inside of us, ripping our guts apart. Excruciating pain seared through us all as we fell from our chairs onto the paved patio. We clenched as if to reach into our bodies to pull the source of our agony out, but there was no relief. Every passing moment, the thought of death became sweeter and sweeter."
Giclee on textured linen