“La Catrina has become the referential image of Death in Mexico, it is common to see her embodied as part of the celebrations of Day of the Dead throughout the country; she has become a motive for the creation of handcrafts made from clay or other materials, her representations may vary, as well as the hat.” – J.G. Posada.
Model: Paranoja
Edit: Keit (cover picture)
knew this girl
She lived next door
She was my friend.
We played together
We schooled together
She was fun, she was sweet.
But then she grew small
She grew thin, she grew weak
My Mummy said not to play with her
My Daddy said to leave her alone.
But, to me, she was pretty
She was fine
She was strong, but coughed too much
Her skin was fair but a little ruined.
On the play ground
I lost sight of my friend
Endless trips, away from school.
One day from school my friend was gone,
A constant reminder of her I hold
To this day, and many to come
I still ask questions, I miss her dearly,
My best friend.
by Macwolls Kay
Don’t fall quickly in love
You may get hurt and regret
Be vigilant and resist
It is easy to fall in land of love
It may not be easy to get up again
You may be caught in the net
Like the silver fish in the ocean
Do your best swim fast, swim far
Avoid the merciless net
Put your heart and mind in sync
Make the right decisions
But foremost don’t rush
and be a sore loser
by Sherif Monem
Here’s the trickle,
can be equal.
But never same.
what? Insane?
Reason so simple,
one is woman
the other is man.
one is male
the other is female.
can be equal
maybe a sequel.
Metabolically different
Earthly statement.
So let man be man
and woman; woman.
Man and Woman
Differently equal,
Equally different.
by Denny Moonde
Model: Alex & Michal
My love is like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June :
My love is like the melody
That’s sweetly played in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in love am I:
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry.
Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun :
And I will love thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.
And fare thee weel, my only love,
And fare thee weel a while!
And I will come again, my love,
Thou’ it were ten thousand mile.
by Robert Burns, 1794
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
by Lord Byron, 1815
Love is delicate,
As like the petals of a rose
Love is innocent,
like the purity of a rose
Love is delightful,
like the smell of a rose
Love hurts,
like the thorns of a rose.
Love begins,
like a seed.
and like a rose,
If you water it;
It grows.
Model: Emilia
Just one, that’s all I want
hold me in your arms
and tell me I’m not,
just another
I want to make you happy
I want to make you mine
I want to be with you
just once, one time
Hold your heart next to mine
for a night
for a day
for all time
I want to tell you
that you have saved me
I didn’t think I’d love again
because of those who betrayed me
you have taught me my heart
beats not but one beat
instead it’s a thump
that’s I can feel in my feet
it pounds and it aches
when you talk about them
the ones who hurt you
but gave life a bend
I want you
I need you
I love you
and believe you
If you tell me you love me
I believe you
and if I think that you’re lying
then I’d wish it were true
Hold me now
hold me tight
a wonderful morning
but a more beautiful night
Eveytime I look at you I catch my breath,
Nothing can part us not even death,
My heart is spiralling flying up high,
Because your eyes hold me like the sky,
Like amber they have wonder trapped inside.
Together our hearts start to glide,
Hopes and dreams entwined in glee,
Your love sets me free.
But now it’s turned sour,
Everything’s changed in just one hour,
I don’t understand what I did,
To make you leave me like this.
Suddenly I’m no longer free,
The caged bird is now me.
I used to think our love was strong,
Now I realise it was fragile all along.
by Hannah York
Model: Ilia
Hours before the start of celebrations to mark the New Year, the Address Hotel in Downtown Dubai catched fire.
Orange tentacles of flames engulfed a large section of the hotel soon after the fire started around 9:30 p.pm.
Fifteen people were injured, mostly from smoke inhalation while another suffered a heart attack.
Hours later, dark plumes of smoke billowed from the building as the fire still appeared to be searing several stories.
Dubai Dec 31, 2015.
