"Lady Death" by Lawson Williams

I met her through her brother dream at one of their dysfunctional family dinner
Dream was a good friend of mine...I digress She took me out on a date
A boat ride on the river Styx 
How romantic 
Chiron definitely thought so
There was a way she carried herself
I don't know what it was
Maybe it's her compassion 
She's there for everyone 
White, black, brown, tall, short, old, young
For everything 
Spiders, butterflies, birds, cats, apes, whales, concepts, ideas, god's, monsters
Maybe it's her hospitality 
She welcomes and accommodates anyone
Maybe it's her power
She idiosyncratically runs a business of balance 
Hiring reapers to reap the scales
Perhaps it's her arrogance 
She reaps without regards for your feelings, your station, your looks
your innocence, your guilt 
Probably her smarts
She's the solution to all your troubles
Possibly her warmth 
She's merciful and kind putting an end to your suffering 
Or less likely her coldness
Akin to the freezing cold of the attic is her touch 
She's everything you want her to be
She's anything I need her to be
She's Lady Death. 
 ~ Lawson Williams ~

Photography by Gabriel Abadi

Makeup Artiste: Ibinabo Baranye

Model: Enaiator Major