Saturday, May 28, 2011

Wrap your filthy fingers around me again.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

R.I.P Burnface

was it all those years of silence
All those books
They left behind their fingertips

Acid burned face clowny tear smile
She's the one who made you wild
She made you question all your answers
Made you beg for her forgiveness

Baby girl don't cry
Momma's gonna buy you a glass eye
And it will glimmer like starlight
from: ]
Lord knows my destination
Lord heards my inner prayer
Mom'll find me by the river
Sunken with her party balloons

Flowers for the ones you loved
Flowers for the lost at sea
Flowers for the ones you loved
Flowers for the lost at sea

Thursday, May 19, 2011

"I knew Kurtz best"
"Who is Kurtz?"
"I am not sure at all."

Photography: Nikita Pirogov, Kate cox, Lee Price: Exploring the sacrificing characteristics of feminine nature
Sorry I got bored of blogging


Monday, May 16, 2011

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Mermaids in our Memories

Too soon the thether of the lungs
Is taut and straining, and we rise
Upon our undeveloped wings
Toward the prison of our ground
A secret anguish in our thighs

And mermaids in our memories

Photos by Harper Smith, Poetry by F.R. Scott