I should not have taken these pictures at the Kigali Genocide Memorial because it’s not allowed. However, following rules would be against my nature and in any case I refuse to be haunted alone. So when I went to the Kigali Genocide Memorial in 2011 I had to break rules because pictures speak louder than words. The memorial, one of many, is a well-funded tribute to Rwanda’s darkest days in 1994 when the beautiful country finally erupted and went on a killing spree. I say finally because tension had been simmering long before 1994. Here is a show (versus just telling) of the year when my cheers at South Africa’s first democratic elections were wails in Rwanda. The sad show features mass graves, snaps of people and children who died. I took these pictures because saying “never again” is a fucked up statement given the wars Africans keep waging against each other.